My childhood was spent in thrall
of a narcissistic mother.
When people say I’m acting crazy
I tell them I’m not acting,
I’m intense but harmless.
They say get over yourself.
I say I’m incurable.
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I know whereof you speak (and speak so eloquently.)
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I know you do. Thanks.
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Atlanta Home Park
that disappears reappears
for and against you
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And so it goes. Thanks.
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You need this on a T-shirt
Sent from my iPhone
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If you design it I’m sure I’d be proud to wear it. Thanks for commenting.
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