The words stuck in my gut,
Blocked by deep dark depression
Choking back tears and outrage
And causing the poems' cessation...
But, all you saw,
Was an absence from the page...
If you were even looking.
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About Me
- jody bean
- Think of me as Kipling's "The Cat Who Walked By Himself"... and you probably will have a good picture of how I walk through life. If you don't want to take the time to read the story, then I would describe myself as fairly independent, but occasionally craves the company of others. Sometimes, I can try to be clever, and every once in a blue moon, I may actually succeed.
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