Where I'm From, by TigreDeVour Subscribe to rss feed for TigreDeVour

I am from city lights and smog
And the most diverse culture.

I am from innocence
An unknowing mother.
And from depression, 
Darker than night.

I am from the sagebrush, 
The weeping willow in the front, 
Which became my favorite toy.

I am from Coca-Cola
And false Christianity, 
That I've turned my back on now.

I am from beauty and self-hatred, 
And the talk of the town.
From verbal abuse to love.

I am from blonde and blue eyed, 
To dark and green.
High maintainance and conceited, 
And I can hold my own.

Oct.05.07
Posted: 2009-01-06 09:17:50 UTC

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2007-10-11 01:28:36xxSoulsxxLiexx
This tells a really good story with such meaning. I love it!!!

2007-11-15 22:02:13Lydia
this is so well written