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Location: FWB., United States

Member Since: August 2011

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MY name is Mary I'm married to one of the most  wonderful and loving  man on earth .my  children and my grands are my life. family mean  everything to me. i believe that children are a gift from god and should be treated as such. their little angels our future. i will go to my grave fighting for the rights of all children. i enjoy writing ,writing and painting is my first love. however i wear many hats  computer programing,photo editing.....

 

 

How can I love myself when   everyone else seems to hate the air that I breathe?

 

How can I see the beauty within  when  everyone else sees the  monster in me  sometimes I forget my own name  all I hear is you so ugly  your lips are too big  and your skin makes me sick black and ugly is what you are what    my name I don’t remember

 

 

How can I speak up for myself when my words are taken out of content and replaced with things that I would   never say? Yet

 

 

 I go on what is left for me to say

 

 

How can I dream of a better tomorrow   be all that I can be when im told that I ‘am worthless and will never amount to nothing a waste of human skin?

 

 

How can I  smile when the world   won’t smile back at me   laughter and  finger pointing   talking  about  how I should never smile  no one want’s to  look at a smile  like mine

 

 

How can I trust the father when the father touches me in that way its normal he said this is how a father tells a daughter I love you

 

 

However, should it hurt and make me feel dirty

 

 

How can I find the will to live when I cannot find a reason to be here   if I died tonight would anyone remember me?

 

 

How can   fight for the rights of children all over the world    when I cannot fight the hands of a father

 

 

How can I  How can  you  remember  the  good  inside  of me  when you  can  only see what you  want to  see

The Ugly you wish me to be

If I died tonight,   would anyone remember me for the sadness in my eyes or the best of me?

 

Remember my laughter and my smile my dreams   or the flower that bloomed into the sunflower that I ‘am today 

 

 

 

 

 

Would anyone remember   how much I loved my father?

Will anyone   take the time to see that I ‘am beautiful in my eyes? 

How can I   spread my wings and fly when there is no wind to carry me and I cannot feel the wind beneath my wings  

How can I live when the world let me be?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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For the love of you

sometime love can hurt other times it can be vengeful

 

 

No matter what it does?

 

 

, do not let it take away yourself worth

 

 

If it’s over let it be

 

 

 If its mint to be   it’ll always come back

 

 

Believe that the   river only flow for you and the stars only shine when you are near Let not the heart of another   kill the love of you

 

 

Grow from within   believe that the sun rise and set for you

 

 

love can do and be many things  but only you can  make a fool of you  in order  one someone else to make a fool of you   have to be a fool first   

 

 

Love   can teach you many things  

 

 

 Let love be your first step in to happiness  

 

 

 

 

 

 

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