Girls with flowers in there hair
Girls with beat marks
Flip flops and high heels stomping the dirt
Standing on a rock to even get cellphone service
Glitter and paint for all activities
Brushing hard at a days worth aching
Bed with fluffy sheets
Wooden boards with none to sleep
Sports for all and teaching too
Cleaning is the best work for you
Dancing like a wild parade
Accompanied by someone everyday
Would you trade one of there souls?
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My Unstable Poetry
PoetryA diary of sorts. 2015-2017. A poetry collection of angst, depression, and epiphanies.
