Poem -
Child
Take the child
Break the child
Then fix her up with glue.
Her parts will heal
But she won't feel
She doesn't have a clue.
Take the child
Make the child
Then wash her clean of shame.
Hold the child
Love the child
And see her bloom again...
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Some good scribble kid.
Thank you!Â
I cannot even express.Â
Absolutely stunning ink.
♡Wolf