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Posted March 25, 2012 By kmarrs
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Feeling Poetic I Guess?

Posted August 28, 2009 By kmarrs

It’s 7:00 in the morning
and I’m feeling half dead
Gotta wake the munchkin
Gotta drag him outa bed
We need time for some breakfast
and a photo or twelve
Then off to school we will head
Into learning he will delve
There is no time to dally
there is no time to dilly
Waking him’s like waking dead
I don’t exaggerate, really
But it’s 7:00 in the morning
and I’m feeling half dead
Gotta wake the munchkin
Gotta drag him outa bed

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Sometimes

Posted May 4, 2009 By kmarrs

Sometimes you look at me
And I know I’m the only one
Sometimes you look at me
And I know I’m an inconvenience
Sometimes you hold my hand while you drive
And I know you want me there
Sometimes you tell me to be quiet
And the silence could kill me
Sometimes you enjoy my mania
And we have fun together
Sometimes you can’t handle my manic
And it stifles my inner child
Sometimes I get depressed
And you are my comfort, my salvation
Sometimes I get depressed
And you only hurt me worse
Sometimes you are my best friend
And I worship the ground you walk on
And sometimes, baby, I don’t know you
Who are you?

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Shoot. Me.

Posted January 5, 2009 By kmarrs

Raising a BPD DaughterOh my goodness!
Oh what fun!
Our little Jedi,
Is turning 1!

 

 

 

Invitations got printed today.

I’m not ready for this.

18 days and counting.

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