Anisa Tara Biography

Where are you,
Why have you not come,
I spend days in pursuit,
Of those who could be the one.
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Grief is the thing I eat,
I chew till it hurts,
Till everything falls apart.
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I write in the dark
After I've turned out the light
When the fan blades are wild
And the crickets come to life
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I am my father's daughter,
I am my mother's child.
I wear his body like a sleeve,
Her intellect in my smile.
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If my father were standing here today,
Only sorrow would mar his face.
For all that he held on to in life,
His daughter is a disgrace.
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