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  Jun 2017 SR Millan
CamiliaMhd
She is both,
hellfire and holy water.
And the flavor you taste,
depends on how you,
treat her.
SR Millan Jun 2017
A seed from a different field, made its way into my plot
I decided to be its shield, I didn't give it a second thought

With beautiful petals much different than mine
Such vibrant colors I watched it shine
I watched it grow with the sun we shared
Other flora didn't understand why I cared

Ugly weeds tried to uproot her
Did I do something wrong, I couldn't know for sure
I just kept serenading her with my beautiful song
A poem I wrote for my step-daughter
SR Millan Jun 2017
Addicts are strange
From the very first hit their mind is never the same
Changed, re arranged
Never take the blame
Never their fault
Gotta take their actions with a grain of salt
They don't care how you feel
Leaving you to pay the emotional bills
They're "turning a new leaf"
While you stand there in disbelief
Knowing the blackness lurks inside
Addiction is something you can not hide

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