MY NAME IS POETRY
I AM THE BEAUTY OF NATURE
MATERIAL I AM NOT.
I AM MORAL. I AM SPIRITUAL
I AM AN ETERNAL BIRD OF LOVE
I FLY WITH WINGS OF ROMANCE
I DANCE AND KISS LIKE A BUTTERFLY
BUT SOMETIMES I AM DANGREROUS
I STING LIKE A BEE
A poignant story about letting go of a narcissist in your life. Have you ever been attacked FULL force by a narcissist? It's the closest thing to being stabbed over and over in the back.
TRASK
poetry is what you make it--it can beautfy and it can sting
well done, my (((brother)))!
(((HUGS))), love and continued prayers, your sister, karla. :)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D