“Darling you are one of a kind, I would never hurt you” He says I am unique like a blade of grass
“You’re unique like a blade of grass, although from the same source they each grow so differently.” He smiles while he says it too, almost like he did me a favor by saying it. I felt flustered the first time around, but not anymore – it has grown old like the tread of a bike tire. They all tend to do the bare minimum, but I jump like a bunny on steroids.
Their hands will cross the lower of my back as if its needed to hold me upright, but I do not need them – I can survive this world on my own without their sayings and mottos that they intend for me to learn, live and breathe by.
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Aubrie Belle
A writer who excels in the overwhelming. My overwhelming is, LIFE. Poetry is an attribute to my life, so have it take affect in yours too.
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