some people use the term muse
lookin’ for a lover who will come on in and cover me
The minister’s wife
you still won’t understand
How did it come to be that in 2017 a poem written in 1935 can ring so true?
Four years old
All you wanna do is ride around
I’m straight struggling
Another place to hide it all
So many times I find myself in a struggle because of it.
One last breath ’til the tears start to wither
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