A Girl in the World & the World in a Girl…

{May 1, 2011}   Ram. Bam. Scram. Damned.

Even before discovery of, I don’t like Aries men.
But in one slash two, as I grew, I found a friend.

One of my besties was an Aries.
Our energy always clashed.
We’d fight like junkyard dogs in the phone horn and face to face.

But we love hard, as besties-just the same.

When I ride-she ride.

When I cry-she cries.

When I hurt-she’s hurt.

But if she’s hurt, she brings her heart-wholeheartedly.

If she lie-like; she hide-like.

But when it comes to me-I trust her truth over everybody’s plight.


‘Cause she ride-right.

But I fly right.

I pack light.




I evolved.

Damned right…

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