promises are made by swearing on life, but lying about it only brings death; count your blessings, because in your lungs there still is breath
empty*
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alone not lonely*
four days I’ve been in this room; feeling bored, content, and blue… with acquisitions that even when I am alone, I am not lonely; I’m ok with knowing everyone can’t afford me…
my body scares me sometimes, when I’m unwell it doesn’t always show the signs; I thank God that when it comes to taking care of me, I don’t hold onto deficiencies, nor take on an attitude of pride…
the way I feel right now, doesn’t have the words to be found, I am blessed in so many ways, and we’re still in my early days…
Share My Dream:
I Seen Her*
i had a vision, and saw the most ingenious, and beautiful woman; however, as I walked away from the mirror I no longer seen her…the only memory I could maintained were her eyes –
I swear, it’s all I could remember; it was like a portal into a peculiar kind of paradise… all my intentions for her, was to melt away the chill from her heart – because she was as cold as ice…
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not just words*
Duende – the mysterious power of art to deeply move a person; heightened sense of passion.
Meriam – Webster
feeling everything is coming together; the story seem to be weathered.. I’m excited and humble, because I finally had plan that didn’t fold nor fumble…
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locomote*
emancipating my worries has taught me how to release and not bury – for healing, you should never feel you have to be in a hurry…
time can be free if you use it wisely – I’ve made that mistake, but I also take responsibility, without any pride in me…
the world and I have a peculiar kinship with explicit boundaries [determining its ambience, even that varies] – I like to think that I transition similar to binaries…
my creativity doesn’t make sense until it’s employed to a circumstance that can seem [to me] immense; analyzing mistakes made by self infliction, can make the finish line appear farther down the road…
basically all I’m saying is I cannot complain if I am a willing to devote.
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just imagine*
true love is when mother-nature wraps her arms around you, and to me, I see it as a profound move; I’m seeking things of a different attitude, and honestly, it gives me a better attitude… these things I say is true, it’s a challenge I’m not willing to lose…
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give me a break*
wonders of wanderlust, the taste of life right now is robust; jumping the broom, crossing over leaving my old shell in another room – burning it down, smelling the unscented fume, this feeling can’t be refused…
sheltering my special view, to look toward a better perspective that will infinitely continue; discovering new techniques, whilst seeking out the things that make me unique. creating a whole new physique –
introducing the old structure, with a new silhouette of growth to meet… savoring the, “hand me down” wisdom – abiding the, “been there, done that[s]”, so that I can build a better kingdom…
Share My Dream:
evolve*
as I am getting closer to the end of this mission, I remain strong beyond life’s intermissions; fashioning sacrifices isn’t always an attractive choice – comprises seem to devoid any options to voice…
success has found its way, and moving up wasn’t progressing that fast, though, faith is a powerful tool to have…
I’m removing the third person, there’s no need for a faction; focusing on the main goal to remove all distractions…
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third I*
I’m surfing through different information
to be more understanding, to have a broader conversation…
I am a neat person, until it’s time to write it down
it can get squiggly without the margin and the lines
the frequencies that vibes within my brain
it causes an outdoor noise,
and that at the present moment,
it feels insane
I am embellished with prayers since birth
i’m consistantly covered by the blood
so my spirit will never have to hurt
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my spirit opens up in a way that makes me feel uncertain,
and it’s unclear if I am indulging by being informed
or involved by being observant;
it can also feel like a burden…
I wonder a lot about my dreams,
trying to apply suggestions to place me in a proper scene…
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