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Forgiving, or not.
a short poem
My mother may have been forgiving,
but do not expect me to be. I am
my mothers grief, anger, and pure
unadulterated rage in one.
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Forgiving, or not.
Iovevity, 2024
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Leather and Lace ♱ Original Poetry ✓
PoesieLovers forever, face to face My city, your mountains Stay with me, stay I need you to love me I need you today Give to me your leather Take from me my lace.
