My face isn't carved in a mountain. I've never been struck by lightning.
I've never saved a crying baby from a burning house fire nor have I over come my misfortunes in life to acquire a name for myself. I consider myself a writer although all I've written is only pieces of torn limbs of my distraught existence. (a bunch of poems)
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Saturday, January 28, 2017
Damit! God dam it!
No matter how bad it seems
it could be worse
like when you cut yourself
and don't bleed
you just know it hurts
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