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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…

front porch*

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on the edge of the threshold to my responsibility of freedom; looking only up, with faith that my steps won’t stumble as they come.

enjoying the aroma of this terra firma; taking in deep breaths, knowing my purpose goes even further.

exhaling disadvantageous energy out of my biography; giving me a fair margin to truly become an authentic me.

using all my senses to become one with all creation; saturating my judgement with a vest of salvation.

that kind of happiness lasts forever; no matter the circumstance of the weather!

10 second dream*

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in a car with someone unknown; ride with me, his lips said, I don’t want to be alone. though, there was no sound; still, it was extremely loud. I’m doing what I need to do, but I don’t feel proud…

Riding along a riverside; it’s daylight, but I don’t know the time. there’re trees everywhere as well; my surroundings feel familiar, still I can’t really tell…

there’re winks of apartment buildings I can’t identify; everything I’m encountering feels like a honest lie. I go from a dubious crowd; moving toward the apartments, and the sentiment feels cowed. these are actions of bombardment…

I’m working on figuring there should be something I should change; I don’t want a glint of images to affect what life will engage. it’s repetitive, and consistent – as if I’m receiving advice all in an instant…

I endure quite a lot; hurting in all the right AND wrong spots. I’m hungry for victory and freedom; I’m doing all I can to seek them. jumping in and out of myself; salvation is and will be my true wealth.

I will not be blinded by nescient thoughts; my faith will continue to protect my future, as my grace and love is outweighs every fault…

…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.

Time to Cuss*

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focused on me – Shakia; fuck all the talk, I am a seer!

playing with things in life, like loyalty; KNOW that heathens were never rewarded royalty.

all I want is a fat blunt; to kick off my creativity, like a punt!

I’m tired of the routine bullshit; as much as I do, you would think there was a profit…

though, I sit back and think of it; maybe my purpose is to somewhat be a prophet.

so I guess there’s no more time to curse.

*****

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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…

cloudy*

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taking my inspirations and executing positivity. I’m no longer looking for happiness, but salvation for eternity. I am a work in progress – saying without it being an excuse, but there are days where I can’t digress.

it’s why I stay mentally abroad; I am human; a woman of God. can’t say I was made with perfection, but he definitely made me wonderful and all. walking in faith; seeing grace in front of me; i hope one day you’ll experience the same peace.

quote me*

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wondering through everything I’ve been thinking; magnifying my faith in a way where I’m rejoicing the unseen.

I went backward for a moment, so I could go back and reflect. I am building my intellect; it’s been awhile since I pulled an all-nighter. using all mental to tools I have to be my own igniter.

feeling dehydrated, as if I did sleep – with my eyes wide open. now feeling bad, because now it’s daylight, and my superior won’t let me focus. this is so blah – moving forward….

I’m having trouble gathering what I really feel. I don’t know if it’s just in my mind, or in my heart that makes me believe as if I’m in an ordeal. I’m working on it though, it’ll get better – I know it will…

changing the route in the flow of my stream; turning my subtle thoughts into a reality of dreams…

~ Europa

Still*

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I don’t want what someone else has; it would just feel good to have love that last

I get in my emotions about my relationships; I do my best to look at them as lessons for future companioship

I know I am an amazing woman; I am gentle, firm and polished. still, I find myself being treated foolishly. and all I can feel is demolished.

I am standing still now; it’s my turn to be the one that is found. honest faith is how blessings make their delivery; and my confidence will be more than just figuratively.