Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

Poority

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A simple sack dress

Muddied by the bullies

Who call me names.

Cannot speak of it to

Ma. She’s sick and doesn’t

Know anything.

She made our dresses,

Lunch, and other things

Simpler.

Now, she barely makes

A sound as she struggles to

Breathe.

Written by uncannynerdyguy

August 25, 2010 at 11:05 am

Posted in Poetry

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