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Inner Child

~ Vennie Kocsis ~ 2 Comments

Running my fingers over the scars, I close my eyes.

I Am

~ Vennie Kocsis

I am a woman writing sins upon the sand moved and expressive accepting my lessons.

Poverty

~ Vennie Kocsis

And it harm none Mama formed the mission, holding her Bible a glory soaked misfit.

A Language

~ Vennie Kocsis ~ 4 Comments

Must everything have definition in this two dimensional "I have a question need an answer about the hereafter and what might not be?"