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TMI*

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I rhyme with the truth; its no mystery so you don’t need a sleuth. I’m authentic because I say so; I never gloat, I just allow my oeuvre to overflow!

appealing to an idea of certain considerations falling on me; there proves a moment of foolishly being naïve.

I should know better; although, there were some decisions I’m should’ve just shredded.

I understand the plot, but am not the one for schemes; justifying your scummy ways, will always fall deceased. i’ve been toyed with, an it could be my fault; never again, will I go back to that train of thought…

headphones*

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to sit in a room full of noise; I can suppress it to a sound of my choice. very clever of the inventor; I wish I was in his day, he would’ve been my mentor!

enjoying the bliss of selecting my own background; submitting to myself, with option to sing aloud.

how about silence altogether; seeing your mouths move without sound, is even better!

people who create, invent more possibilities; though, this is said backwards, to me, this is what create hostility.

I feel credit is acknowledged without satisfaction; so out of respect, I’m dedicated to add even the smallest fraction.

headphones, who would’ve thought; it can either be a distraction to your surroundings, or a introverted release when you’re feeling overwrought.

either way, I was given the discretion to mind mine, literally.

whether it was for complete silence in chaos, or just a specific sound, good enough just for me…

…dot dot dot…*

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I have so many talents; I end up doing so many things, that it becomes useless. my mind is always streaming, as if my thoughts are running background; you can’t see how it looks, but you can see how it sound…

I just want it to stop sometimes so that my mentation can sync; and it doesn’t, so I begin to feel myself sink. I do my best to grasp the essence of my abilities and it’s achievements; it gives me fuel to have something to believe in.

I have so many dreams listed as goals; doing all I can besides selling my soul. venting positivity, manifesting my words into a reality of my control.

poor Thing*

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I don’t know if I’m rushing anything at this point, or has my patience lost its voice.

love is kind a tender; yet, I am emotionally distressed; the man that I love doesn’t render, I am depressed…

I love entirely too hard; never knew that reciprocation could be the challenging part!

must I slit my wrists, and give my life? just for you to be assured that I was chosen to be your wife.

I thought you was Romeo, and I was Juliet; oh how the tables feel turned, soon they’ll be a dead silence…

*****

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using all resources I have; so I can make plentiful of the things that’ll be provided. though, the risks I take to do this hasn’t been easy to grasp; I was taken down a path that was guided. my mental is not as organized in the way that I yearn for; sadness allures my soul from time to time. I don’t allow it to consume me, but there’re moments where I am not fine. I cry for nothing at moments, because I’m handed less when I deserve more; it’s why I’m all in for what I grind for…

Discombobulated

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a lot has piled up

I don’t need any luck

for a blessing to finance

putting worth into me

so one day I will see

I’m no longer an amateur

I will see the finish line first

she is a Victorian

me, I am the historian

I will fly again

I will fall, then learn

knowledge, is power I’ll always yearn

in future, I’ll be someone discerned

a wealthy mental state

evolving all persons into one face

always with joy

not allowing my life to a be played like a toy

I am mighty, even if I’m not a boy

surpassing generational curses

making its profit overflow my within my purse

I am solid

making my own way, dipping into no one’s wallet

Plan A

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talking about all things amazing, making life for me more entertaining. creating a new ozone with a better view of a team. that are truly about submitting and manifesting their dreams, just like me.

though what I’m saying most times sounds repetitive; my argument in it, is honestly relative. I’m on only my race and with myself, I wouldn’t think to let my heart and my mind become competitive.

timing down different tempos; seeing what other volumes I can go. without moving too fast or slow. I am doing things the way my heart was guided to do. when loyalty starts there, more faith begins to produce.

there are times I am cold, then hot; depending on the opportunity I got. I’m not the type to express certain things on the spot. I like to observe, and research before thinking I can stir the pot.

flutters*

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in word form*

if it was meant to be said, then I’ll remember. something I’ve always told myself, so I would never feel hindered.

I say this because I just don’t spit it out. things I should speak on, is so hard to say aloud. not that I should anyway, but I am not proud.

I have to vow to myself this; speak your mind woman! no one’s opinion should stop it! be you – be me, I mean; I’m tired of looking like it seem. look at me and believe. truly, I am in a weird space; today this is somethin I have to face.

when words are spoken, they cannot be taken back. everything that come out my mouth, must always be fact. being a listening ear can be a beautiful thing – when there’s one listening in return – the things we decide to take in is what you learn.