jeffery-masseyWhisper

62 / M / American

Minotaur's love"Love is blind" / I wonder: / Is this a warning...Wisdom...

@zeljka-clark26

Apr 20, 2018

BACK IN THE DAYS WHEN GOD WAS GOOD (to me)I remember a time before innocence drifted away, / Those were the days when / God Blessed Me with a pure heart not led astray,

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Apr 19, 2018

MLK Theme was Larger than a Dream...by Erik Young @2010By Mr. Erik Young... / Born on January 15, 1929...Dr. King truly shined, / He was noble and he thought global,

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Jan 29, 2018

LONELINESSLoneliness is a place / Where you never know / How you got there,,

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Oct 15, 2017

WantI want back what I have lost. / To be whole once more, / To find the piece that fits.

@Gearedsamurai11

Mar 12, 2016

pearlHello pearl, / quartz thoughts, / beautiful girl.

Mar 12, 2016

WITNESS ME...WITNESS ME by Jeffery Massey 2016 / I see you when u touch me so / Like the beat of a hummingbirds wing.

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Feb 23, 2016

HANDS by Candice Hardin February, 2016The roughness signifies my pain / my struggle my Grind in this life. / One way or another I continue to climb.

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Feb 17, 2016

SMILE BY ELIZABETH JUNE @ 03/2013SMILE by Elizabeth June / Sunshine beaming on my lidsstreaming through my blindsdreaming of a time in our mindswhen we could see clearlywhen we could hear yearlythe auld-lang-syne of happy timesresolutions new solutions to oldproblems of race, religion, creedproblems we face, admonition, greedwhen we could feel dearlythe cal-a-mine lotion soothing the poison ivy of hate to make a happy, though persecuted, person smile

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Oct 3, 2013

SURELY A REFLECTIVE TRUTH By Poor Richard’s Son © September 2013SURELY A REFLECTIVE TRUTH / By Poor Richard’s Son © September 2013 / How certain-there appeared whispered pronouncements which proclaimed the utter emptiness of his lonely state. Such a place where he dwelled, propped upright by an inherent absence of self-knowledge that fleetingly explained and defined his reality. A whispering reality, it seemed, that cried out to the god of raw truths regarding bitter human nature and yet, a sublime presence presented by all he would ever encounter.

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Oct 3, 2013

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