Life was an ocean, and we were drowning.
But then we found each other.
In the midst of hormones, boys, and highschool we took cover.
Religion was a question.
The world's rules just a suggestion.
We were different,
together we were magnificent.
Sisters forever, not by blood but of love.
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Lindsey Altom
For me, writing runs in the blood. I've written songs, poems and short stories ever since I was a little girl. I mostly like to write about my life experiences mixed with a little fiction or just things that come off the top of my head!
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In breaking news, rehabilitated Republican Senator Johnnie Johnson (Pronouns: HE, HIM, HIS) called a press conference from the Men’s room of the New Orleans Louis Armstrong International Airport, Concourse B, across from the Ignatius Reilly’s Lucky Dog stand. The Senator had just returned from a sexual reorientation rehabilitation program in Memphis, TN after being publically disgraced at a Buckee’s Truckstop restroom soliciting sex from an undercover cop three months ago. He is a founding member of the Reformed Christians for Christ, a conservative, pro-family and ex-gay advocacy group. In the spirit of being reborn, Senator Johnson invited reporters to marvel at his plans for a major remodeling of airport bathrooms.
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Aww lovely poem. ❤️❤️❤️
What a love poem of comrades. Sister power. Love the photo, is that of the three of you? Nicely Done - Good luck on the challenge.