>he better not take my old
>spice smell away
>he better not
>take it
>but he did
>he got up
>put my smell in his pocket
>
>ran up the creeky stairs
>and gave my grandma
>a kiss
>on her fat cheeks
>while I was downstairs
>in her family room
>trying to smell my daddy
>again
>but
>my flowers have lost their scent.

Okay, talk about heart-felt and able to relate as far as the daddy issue. This was love. Isn't it funny how the people we love the most never seem to have the time to help us out when we need it? I am loving this, and writer's block can step the fuck off.. My girl is back. Stay Positive and Keep Posting.

:-):-(;-):D:9:P And I am done.

"Ohhhh, baby we need to smile." Erykah Badu