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work-shy*

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bright greens and blues, no money or sad songs to go through; there’s natural beings to be loved and to pursue. being taught to love all things, is something we learn we can all do; being patient and allowing its essence to work it out, which is ascertain by few. I’m taking initiative even if I don’t have to.

the greatest saying I know is, “It starts with you.”

I wont allow any situation to cause me to feel mitigated, I’ve been through enough already, my victory will not be locked down, nor gated.

11/10*

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my head is sore, the work I do can sometimes be a repetitive bore. all the foolishness, I try to ignore; people like to play, as if someone’s taking score… there’re people that I do adore. and there’re those that I would take pleasure in beating to the floor…

9 am or something*

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there’s rain hitting my window seal, oh so lightly; in trance that becomes hard to break free, and it’s exciting…

I’m watching the sky, while listening to cars drive by; the attention to what I’ve focused on is consistent… weather like this gives me a wave a solitude; giving me a peaceful attitude…

it’s quiet enough for me to hear my own heartbeat; my thoughts echo in my mind, so loud. that I have no reason to speak…

tall and brave, becomes a new description for myself; I’m content, though, my thought pattern becomes as tight as a belt….

election day(s)*

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election day… it feels like in-school suspension; at the edge of our seats, watching the television. I honestly want neither candidate to win, i really don’t understand the underline mission – as a unit, it’s bad on both accounts in the end… but hey, it’s only my opinion…

p.s.

all these people are, is a bunch of gang members in suits; that type of liberal happiness was never the pursuit…

nicety*

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Nice and Nasty

Miche`le

strategically creating a conversation, with only a select few who’ll receive an invitation.

my mind is truly delicate; tread carefully with your choice of predicates.

run a mile with my psyche; see how amazed you’d become, when you see the similarities of Aphrodite.

I move by suggestion sometimes; cultivating a method that’ll help organize the disarray of my mind.

announcing abundant supernatural miracles; to be able to experience a glow beyond my physical.

soaring through God’s universe, landing on planets that understand my hurt.

it’s a mental exercise, that’ll eventually have a supernatural rise, and not …

frantic moment*

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i allowed my emotions to make an embarrassing decision; I acted out on my subconscious, showing them what was within – mental division.

once again I was made to be somewhat like the energy shifter; when it’s honestly never the bigger picture. irritated by the neglect I’ve been shown by its company; bracing myself, making sure I’m doing the right things around obvious energy and the elephant that accompanied.

releasing feelings that I don’t wish to dwell on at this point; I’m not looking for problems, and all negativity I avoid.

I’m always taking risks that would probably never be reciprocated; though, I never argue the position to be big enough to step up to the plate.

spoofy*

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it’s frightening to see the lengths people go to denounce the truth; creating explanations such as, “you’re insane, or its substance abuse. People find honesty uncomfortable and rude, then thinking the best time to be real is when you’re mad, now is that cool?

I’m just wrapping my mind around those who believe there’s a proper moment for veracity; my actions will be my adage, my words will not need validity. often we find ourselves in someone else’s point view, instead of looking back, look at what’s in front of you – walk in your own truth.

it doesn’t matter what people say, it can’t make or break your day, unless you allow it; walk in your own understanding without pride; there’s plenty of blessings to go around, if only you could just stop lying, they can be found.

I can’t stand it, speak from your bosom and with enthusiasm, never announce your truth with poor phantasms; make it real, there’s only one of you, and from another you shouldn’t have to steal, for no one can have your truth…