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Another piece where I am just ranting my ass off... wrote this last month. Found it in my notebook this morning and can't even remember what I was feeling at the time...
I STUMBLE
Okay here goes… I stumble… Even though I didn’t ask to be here, I have been robbed of my soul and still counting.
Hell, I’ve liberally given out my soul And let others mold it.
I stumble…
Daddy’s gone, Been livin’ that lifestyle for years Now he can look down on me And watch my eyes spit these tears
I’ll jump over 100 “good men” just to hear you Say “I love you” and “It’s alright Baby girl”
There are times when I really think I have faith. In men. Lord knows I do try.
But still I stumble. Still I stumble.
C. Thomas November 2008
_________________ aka wonderwoman and nuttinhoney
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