and I emphasize "take", because I won't break. For years you've tried, I've been almost fried. But I never became well done, I still smile and have fun.
Your chase only amused, a man down and abused. Spirit you try to break, but mine you have to take. You couldn't take moms either, or my sick brothers neither.
Go away fool, dry up your drool. Some souls don't break, when you try to take. In spirit they exist, stand immune to your fist.
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
South Baltimore serves as the backdrop for this gripping story of three brothers leading very different lives but joined forever by the secrets of a painful family past.
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Sherry
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Eileen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(