Poems from Elizamar

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No father to guide me no mother to support me, only difference is that my father's seven feet underground.
He knew my biggest fear was falling in love. Three months into our relationship I was growing a bit afraid. On July eleventh he wore the...
Cause if I sit here and think of the fact that you used me, confused me, I’d lose me. But screw that I don’t think I act, matter of fact I’...
I have a dream, That we women don’t have to fear wearing a skirt, Without being yelled at by a jerk. I have a dream, That we women are...
You’re not what I expected; with evil you’ve been infected. My veins cry, for it was you who I respected. Dear vulnerable heart, why has it...
Rusty old gate,nails on a chalkboard sounds like hate. Lightning strikes? Yikes! Are those rollercoaster’s or motor bikes? This hell of an...