ME
My mother conceived me. My father received me. I still need to grow, just how,I dont know. Good friends love me. My brothers shove me. Still others use me. Sometimes abuse me. Soft songs reach me. Teachers teach me. Looks deceive me. Smiles relieve me. Work makes me. Coffee breaks me. Cars move me. Skills prove me. Mornings hate me. Taxes inflate me. Cigarettes crave me. Razor blades shave me. The preacher will save me. In the end they will grave me. Written April 11th, 2002 © on Apr 11 2002 02:33 PM PST, Amanda Baker 0 • 8
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"My mother conceived me...."