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Youth

Poem about a family members habit and the effect it has on the rest of the family

Vision of youth (before things go to shit):me and you, and you're swinging me on your shoulderas if you'd love me forever...you'd never let me go...slip...break a bone...scar fleshMy mother's brother...my uncle...my role model...drug addict.We'd play fris...

Ma

Ma - It is difficult not to miss her

It is difficult coming back to a place where nobody has time for you. School is much better, the sounds too, much pleasant; students buzzing with various activities and humming like a swarm of bees, memorizing lessons, repeating, mumbling, inaudible words...

Why did she have to go She was too young to go A daughter A mother A best friend Now she is gone And I'm left with wondering why Giving anything to have gone Instead I'm sitting here wondering why. She was my world for so long It was me and her against th...