Poetry Blog
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I know I sayI can’t go home again.It’s not because I don’t want to, it’s because I can’t.I don’t know wherehome is for me.Because the only placethat has ever felt like homeisn’t a place.It’s a person on the screen.It’s a person on the radio.So I can’t go backto somewhere I wasnever allowed to go.
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Every family has that one daughterThe one that is a little bit wildHas tattoos Drinks a bitSmokes a littleAnd isn’t afraid to say what she thinks. Some will fear herSome know she’ll take it too farBut only in defense of her family. She’s the auntie, Not the mom. She’s the one people worry aboutBut also know she can handle herself. She’s…
Lyrical Logic 