christinal.29726
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Joined: January 2023 Last seen: 1 year ago

Submitted Poems 3 total

MUD MUD My name is Trash – call me MUD for short. I only wish that I could mentally transport. Many have found ways to abuse me to become rich. Some have been murdered and found in a ditch. The drive within them is more valuable than gold. Many of... – *by Christina Long*	7 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Stand Stand Let it be known I cannot post pone I am in need It is not for greed Looking for a helping hand So, I can again stand Christina M Long... – *by Christina Long*	4 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
The Hand of God The hand of God By the hand of God Here I sit On this very pod I do not fit By cause or allow I am here Others may follow Without fear I have a way Without a tear Times will sway I will leave here For a better place A... – *by Christina Long*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

MUD
My name is Trash – call me MUD for short.
I only wish that I could mentally transport.
Many have found ways to abuse me to become rich.
Some have been murdered and found in a ditch.
The drive within them is more valuable than gold.
Many of...

– by Christina Long

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Stand

Stand

Let it be known
I cannot post pone
I am in need
It is not for greed
Looking for a helping hand
So, I can again stand

Christina M Long...

– by Christina Long

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The Hand of God

The hand of God

By the hand of God
Here I sit
On this very pod
I do not fit
By cause or allow
I am here
Others may follow
Without fear
I have a way
Without a tear
Times will sway
I will leave here
For a better place
A...

– by Christina Long

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added 1 year ago

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