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No Matriarch

She sits at head of the table each Sunday waiting dish out family advice. Her calm demeanor and crows feet...

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Facebook

Facebook

Random thoughts

Rush through my mind

A settling thought

I cannot find

My...

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Social Misfit

Social Misfit

I have no friends, lord forgive us
for our sins, he was murdered as a slave
but now he's back...

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The Death of the Mocking...

I was a fledgling in the nest

When you perched in the branch of life

And sang your Southern...

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Isolated Breakdown

When the world smiles
and you are tragically sad
the disconnect tears at the fiber of your...