Seeds of the Damned....

[Bogey_J]

She stands on the porch of sanity humming the familiar tune
with pigtails of braided smoke, loose shrapnel form her twisted smile
Mother to cracked eggs laid in miserable earth
the tomb of hope where time stands still
her soul it bleeds, regrets rain thick into puddles of sticky shame
her children doomed to repeat the mistakes
the cruel twists of fate
Listen close, she sobs quietly....

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depressed of f*ck...............

[sexydeltagirl]

You know what popped into my head when I read this piece. The picture of a slave women seeing her children sold into slavery. And it made me real somber for a quick second. I can feel the pain in the words and it's crazy that the imagine popped into my head but aye my imagination is so vibrant....

Good piece...I hope thing look up for you soon luv...

[Sigy]

Dang love the imagery

[dat boy rh]

i was lost on this.
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