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Post by annemarieirene on May 17, 2006 19:02:43 GMT -5
I wrote this after I saw a little boy at the store that looked like my son.
my monster
Thought I saw Your towhead today Your eyes Your smile so sweetly I choke down the bile Rising up from the pits Of the hate that I feel Towards the strange And utterly foreign Abandoning monster That is me.
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