For my love of coffee…
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Tag: poem
Inspired by working in retail…
Life’s been busy, but here’s another poem thing I did with #adobespark.
Our cheeks flush,
Our minds break,
A word like fuck,
Is not quite steak.
We let them peruse,
Our weary minds,
We let them control,
And make us blind.
I don’t know why,
I cannot see,
The truth I seek,
Inside of me.
We all have answers,
That cannot speak,
The one that knows,
Cannot be weak.
Something buried,
Way down deep,
It’s from the past,
I see it creep.
It’s in my mind,
People can’t see,
What’s said to your kids,
Stay beneath.
