

Untitledrealizing that her mind is too chaotic she forces herself to look outward empty coffee mugs; mangled sheets homeUntitled
her creative energy put to use at least once
clutter and torn paper small remnants of her loved ones a serene kind of beauty that would surely be overlooked by the casual observer
she wishes that her soul could feel as lived in and as loved as the space where her body resides
instead it's like a museum filled with too many valuables antiques too many ideas and feelings she is afraid to t
Peace and Love,
Amy
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Where is the night that shelters the darkness within my soul?
I wanna tap that sexy ass! Can't wait to send you a picture of my naked ass! Oh baby, Have a Happy Thanksgiving, and don't eat the Turkey! Remember the Native American struggle and save an animal on Thanksgiving! Work it! Yeah!
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Where is the night that shelters the darkness within my soul?
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