Your words corrode
Rough, the feel of your touch
They see you, they run
Bitter, the after taste of your presence
Your scent they wish to forget
Have you ever come home sober?
Have you ever tried to love them?
Ever tried to be a father your children can look up to?
Have you ever tried to be a father your children can love?
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Gal Mux
Lover of all things reading & writing, 🥭 &
🍍salsas, 🍓 & vanilla ice cream, MJ & Beyoncé.
Nothing you learn is ever wasted - Berry Gordy
So learn everything you can.
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BARE HUNTER
CHAPTER 15 I pulled up in front of Sandy’s a little early, so I texted Becca again and left a message for Sharon, hoping she had a good day and I’d see her tomorrow. Two cars pulled into Sandy’s driveway. I don’t know why I was surprised to see another man with her. We’d been apart for two years and I certainly didn’t waste any time getting back on the horse.
By Tina D'Angelo6 days ago in Chapters
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