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silent siren*

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No money in my account but I’m not broke; I am rich in faith.. I’m determined to be happy, even when it hurts…

Thriving my way through these trials; been running so long, I passed a many miles…

To find myself, spirit, and soul; things that makes me happy and gives me joy… I cry for hours, and couldn’t tell you why – I’m begging for a breakthrough, so confused on what I need,

Triggered by everything, but the small things is what hurt; when it grows it becomes a bigger challenge – that begins to feel meaninglessly unimaginable…

mid Life*

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  • I’m mad confused when trusting is an option, what am I really choosing..?
  • It’s hard trying to figure out what’s genuine, like, what’s the motive and the goal..?
  • Using my strengths and inspirations as a super power – I use them to figure out life…
  • Writing has been therapeutic lately; falling in love again with my craft…
  • I’m so anxious to pursue all the conscious gifts I possess in the best possible way
  • What should I be using, my heart, my emotions, or both..?

Prosody*

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tailoring my words to challenge my own intellect; so, from time to time, research the wordnet.

speaking properly the best I can; promptly pulling you in, just like I planned!

I am at peace with my erudition; I’m evolving with my profound intuition.

embracing the trait in being in calibration with selective suggestion; it’s almost like slang, or short-hand abstinence.

lunch Break*

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one hour can feel like a long time; especially when that hour isn’t mine. why do time operate in this manner? when it’s no fun, it slows up; when fun is there, time move faster! it is weird; at this point time is either far off or really near… although, what we do with it may be just random; learning to manipulate it, I don’t think I could fathom. experience is a gift; not something you could just sift; simply time was created a bonding agent to persist…

ravenous*

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starving for more

I want endurance

to be faithful to the core

give me assurance make me free

I can handle the responsibility

move me from within

don’t stop my journey before I begin

start me over see me as a four leaf clover

instead of luck, let it be blessed

just say yes

feed me an intimate mind, then digress

be blatant

don’t leave any thought vacant

I am hungry

take this analogy to be of me this is my desire

this is my peace

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…

Dial Tone*

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pick up your phone

no more of the dial tones

sick and tired of being alone

be aggressive, make me moan

with a voice that could sing a tenor’s song

be the breeze that caress my body

I want more than a probably…

when youre wrong, show me youre sorry

never tell me, unless its a true apology

don’t end this call, be a man, stand up tall

be gentle though, don’t dare make me feel small…

be honest even if it isn’t in my face

glow within me, when love is made

put yourself out there truly

don’t ever believe you can screw me

be my pedestal

make my peace be still, without hassle

place me on top of your world

make me feel that I’m the only girl

I am a woman, who see through your flaws

let us be together, and be our own cause…

My Last Will Last

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what a productive day!

giving my father all the praise!

I had all that I needed today, I had the means and the will; I was able to provide, with just enough to pay the bill.

our tummies are full and we’re happy; giving us mercy, and grace, I’ll praise you gladly.

financially empty, but it’s okay; I will always be wealthy as long as I pray!

good or bad you make a way for me regardless Lord – revealing to me that no matter what, you know my heart blemishes gold.

I am not perfect, and don’t dare to be; to be close to a being who is, is all reason to love and thank thee, unconditionally..

new room*

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I was given an opportunity to explore a new room; it took a couple of sweeps with my broom.

I cleaned all the ungodliness of its space; it’s amazing how we run from the skeletons we create.

the world of yours can feel quite burdening; though it shouldn’t feel discouraging.

this room was a sensation related to smothering; I will release a power of exuberance as a covering.

I am augmenting my area; making the tone of my atmosphere more merrier.

a new owner is now running this; nothing but grace, mercy, and love is allowed.

I’m all aflutter by the choice of me being the successor; I’ve always had the prospect of knowing I could be anyone’s better…