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morpheus*

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grasping your attention with details that would only matter in person; all eyes on you, believing anything exaggerated, simply because you didn’t attend the excursion…

daily, I laugh at myself – because of how creative I can be, studying who I am, and prioritizing it to be something I do habitually; I just may be talking (per usually), then later you realize, I’m some super wise ass fairy, who doesn’t really take it lightly toward those who condemn; someone who was given momentary power to drop really heavy gems. again, this is why I laugh, extending my years on earth, with endless doors I decide to add to my path…

I’m something else – literally. I’m a rare breed, whose hair sheds like wool; an unfamiliar cloth; the need to levitate to me is worse that a flame story with the moth…I give off the power to create acoustics of spoken word, without making one sound, although I’m not going for subliminal ways to make you feel gullible; there’s only blindness when your ignore the infallible…

when I write, I put everything I feel into these inked markings, so you can genuinely understand me for my sunshine, and not for my darkness…

simple love*

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there’s a burst of indescribable feelings that resonate when I hear this tone; not saying I need it to be identical, but it’s that type of love that makes me want to be alone…

reflecting on indisputable sacrifices, is what often bring me to tears; knowing that the time spent, was barely three-hundred and sixty-five days, when we could’ve been going on two years…

make me feel appreciated; endure the day to day of mood swings that can make me most agitated – stay with me, be there for me; don’t margin with false claims, but instead be enlightened with honesty…

in the here and now find me attractive in ways that can’t be dismissed, ensure my security in the affection you express; withdraw from any intention for your love to stand down, nor digress…

conceal our bond with the covenant of the Lord to strengthen our unity; saying yes only when God allows such purity…

trenchant*

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still finding the words, as if I am on a voyage; analyzing every move, like something was stolen; I’m envisioning a plan that could successfully play out, trying to find what this adventure is really about…

my spirit is so free, it’s now feeling out of body, I am away, but not hiding, though no one could ever find me; compelled by the time that was selected to freeze, realizing there were moments that couldn’t appease…

vowing to understand my path, walking carefully making calculated advances without math; comprehending that each moment will eventually pass…

make it*

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illusions can appear to be appealing until you realize its true meaning; an obscure thought can often cloud your judgment in a wicked way, giving unworthy interludes and people the praise…

my passion has been ignited with a new flame, envisioning a rewrite of my own name; I am embraced with similar minds, placing myself in an immense network that continue to grow with time; taking heed from my elders because with wisdom comes age , and that’s divine…

responsive*

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no more running behind what a person should feel for me, I never needed validation, my presence alone speaks…

I do have a habit of talking, just to do as such, and it appears to be a lot, when it really isn’t much; I put fire to those that are flammable, I’ll eat at the flesh of your façade, kind of like a cannibal…

there’re stars for the sky; trees for the earth’s air supply, ongoing changes on my horizon, that shake your world like Poseidon… committed in all the best ways; free in my thoughts. never to be enslaved.

flood me with optimism, keep me from thinking that with you, its pessimism; pronounce me as an euphoric light, let me be the reason your world is bright; fill me with intimate confidence; make your love wear down my continence…

just asking*

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who is she, he asked, and as I read it, it made me laugh; the mystery was who is he, and I’ve thought about it thoroughly…

reflecting on the fact that, he said, “you have the power,” not knowing that those words hit my soul, making my mind devour such an opinion; then, I realized that it was indefinitely true! I definitely have dominion…

a Queen that reigns in my own world; see I looked back at me, and its been that since a little girl… so who are you? how can you give me butterflies, while making me blue…?

pondered*

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I find myself sorting out many trains of thought, and I’m not sure of any of it, it’s background is almost aught – as they flow directly to my memory bank, and when its time, I draw a blank, when I want to write them down…

it hurts when you’re really into it – to be ready to express myself, and your mind just fail to remain fluid…

but any way, I feel free at this moment, releasing everything because there’s no reason to hold it… though, I am in love with what’s happening to me; embracing the good that’s going on with grace and peacefully…

an excerpt*

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looking right at the definition of peace there was a moment of matrimony, but there was no priest; I am treated well, and given much respect, wanting for absolutely nothing, there’s never a moment of neglect.

singing it’s heart out, letting me in, showing me clearly what love is truly about; I am loved, and it’s showing no doubts. the way I feel right now, words can never found. I am blessed in so many ways, yet it’s still early in the days…

prominent…*

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I realized there was much to explore 
Leading to myself into a legacy; 
Instead running from what was for me 
I walked right in, and it was an audience; 
Waiting for my poised accordance 
My value though, could never be afforded; 
In that room are opportunities, blessings 
It’s up to you if you decide to collect them, or make them into lessons 

Short stories are kind of like that, messing up can be quick 
Though, cleaning it up can make a story 1000 pages thick 
Still can’t make sense of it 
Open it up and walk through that door; 
It could be so much that you can explore!