Nobody Feels Loved

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Everytime you look at me,

You set me free, 

I’m the reason why you love me,

I’m the reason, you’re in love with me,

It feels so good, so good to be me,

You make me feel like I am the reason,

The sun shines.

Your soul illuminated in my eyes, 

I long to see my reflection again, 

Mirror back to me, I am love,

I long to see her again, 

I have fallen in love with my soul.

Wicked Seniors

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The wicked witch hid behind organized religion,
My hard work and consistent effort won me no awards,
It brought me no comforts to keep,
A family structure that felt like my institutional fate,
With seniors being the authority figures to obey,
To be seen and not heard, I formed no boundaries,
I was a servant.

Her ugliness surfaced when her children began to die,
Hocus Pocus!
Erased her son from her final will,
Hocus Pocus! She disappeared!
Vanished from her daughter’s funeral,
She hid behind being a Christian,
In plain sight,
She hid behind the Bible,
In plain sight!

That demon was always hiding, 

In plain freaking sight!