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GOING BACK... SHORT INTRLUDE....

GOING BACK... SHORT INTRLUDE....

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Going back to sugar .....Β 

See the shadow in the reflection my eyes make when now wide open they see through tarnished mud used to try to mold me into who you thought I should be.... The sculpture was started but I broke the mold half way and begin reshaping her into the fierce Goddess she will remain from this day forth ... This Masterpiece can no longer be manipulated into reoccurring vomit you spew from badly mangled tongues I wash it from me with Born again rivers that make waterfalls of truth flow from her being... YOU CAN NOT PENETRATE ANY LONGER SO WILT AWAY LIKE THAT DEAD PEDAL THAT NEVER GOT NOTICED BECAUSE IT NEVER BELONGED TO THIS FLOWER...... I'm planted in now fertile ground WATCH ME GROW WITHOUT YOU... . PEACE .

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Christopher Correia

merciful lord! Β Sugar Well, all I can say is, welcome! Β can I get you a virtual snack, perhaps a drink? Β this poem is professional grade 'AAA' quality center cut rib eye; I have no idea what that means, but suffice it to say I love this write, awesome....see you around, tribute

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Sugar Well

Lol thank you very much humbled I appreciate that greatly...Β 

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