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african-barbie
Durban, South African "I am not absentminded. It is the presence of mind that makes me unaware of everything else." -G.K Chesterton
You don’t have to sit on the throne 24/7 for them to know you’re a queen You can take your crown anywhere You can cry, with your crown still on Work on yourself, with your crown still on You can rest, you can walk, you can wander Get lost, find yourself, break down, build yourself up again All with your crown still on Your throne can never be threatened You will always be the Queen of your Queendom
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Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 9:50 AM UTC
#Queen
"I'll probably miss you" "You are." he said with a smile "Allow me to grieve for him" I told my heart.
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 4:24 PM UTC
Goodbye
And just because he didn't know what it was that doesn't mean he never felt it He'll remember it for the rest of his life He'll get glimpses of it in people he falls in love with Otherwise he won't fall in love I hope his heart doesn't sink at the thought I hope the nostalgia that comes with it makes him smile God, I wish him so much happiness He saved me from myself He was the idea of a God come true He denied me what I wanted, knowing it was not what I needed I will forever be grateful for the stars that brought us together and pulled us apart when we got too close Now I know when to set my heart free and when to simply let it be God bless his soul and those of the hearts that recognise his beauty
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Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
He was my Kingdom Come
Someday ... I'll find it The sparkle that got lost inside my eye Someday I'll be able to look back When someone looks into my eye I'll be able to laugh with no fear Of things that haven't come I will allow myself to feel emotion If not all, at least some I'll be able to say "I love you" when I really do I will be free to be who i want to The feeling of falling will not come with The feeling of not being able to stand tall again The sun will come but it will not blind me The rain will come but it will not drown me Someday Life won't be perfect, but my heart will run free Unchained by the pains of yesterday It will learn that today should not have to pay For the mistakes of yesterday And tomorrow should not take up space in today For we should not dwell too much in promises Life will be easier and I will be stronger And someday I'll walk with no fear of getting lost Someday it will not be so hard The universe is in the process of mending itself and so is my soul
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 3:11 PM UTC
Someday
You know the feeling that you get when you miss a step That feeling when you turned right when you should’ve turned left? When everyone has left, that’s not the type of feeling that you should get Doctors say it’s not normal to feel like you’re falling While lying down in bed Then say the drugs will make you stop feeling And it won’t be all that bad I do exercises that help me with my breathing And I listen to what is said But You know that feeling that you get when you’ve tried something for the fifth time And it still hasn’t worked That feeling when everyone is telling you to stop worrying, And still that feeling lurked Doctors don’t know what causes that feeling to stay longer that it should They say it’s a chemical problem Do they understand that they haven't really made a breakthrough yet And I’m afraid I know the problem This can only be understood by those who have felt it Doctor, this guessing game, is not working for your patients believe them When they say it’s hard to wake up, it’s not just physical fatigue When they say it’s hard to cheer up, it’s not just a chemical lack of harmony When they say it’s hard to go on, it’s not just the brains longing for the happy pill The soul is ill
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 5:01 PM UTC
Ill
forever lost and wandering about this earth fearful What if, we never find home?
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Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 5:40 PM UTC
Lost
Last time I kept it in It nearly killed me So now I crawl to a quiet place Where no one can hear me And I let it all out
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Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 4:25 PM UTC
Untitled
Let’s say the words now We’ve shown it all off We’ve took it all off We’ve done it all We’ve seen it all We’ve broken it down We’ve built it up again We’ve experienced the pleasure We’ve experienced the pain We’re still here We’re so bare In the count of three Let’s say the words To each other Together Let’s say, “I love you”
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Aug 26, 2017
Aug 26, 2017 at 12:49 PM UTC
Say the words
Why does the pain shock you? You asked for this heartbreak You begged for it with your eyes with your hands with your life You opened the door when it knocked You let it in You lent it your ear when it spoke You hugged its insecurities away You healed it scars You made it feel wanted You made it stronger You knew it was going to break you So why does the pain shock you? You asked for this heartbreak
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May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 4:46 PM UTC
Why? It was you.
You can get addicted to a certain type of sadness And me, sometimes it consumes me Sometimes it is the only place I know It’s a place that does not allow me to grow A place that praises wet pillows A place where I feel all my deepest pains as if I were receiving them for the first time The heartbreak of years ago, like a fresh cut wound that strangely enough Heals, but gets cut open again I feel the pains on my brown but pale skin The knife in my heart coming out for just a second to show the rest of my body what this type of pain feels like Find peace! They told me. I tried to find peace in other human beings, but they didn't have any for me, only for themselves They pushed me away in annoyance, I felt guilty, who did I think I was? ******* the peace out of everyone I met? maybe they have seen the darkness I always try to hide and God I admit, it’s not pretty “I have to go” they always say, leaving me alone to fight my demons… Those who like me are those who don't understand me. So I crawl back, back to myself, and the demons come out and the stitches snap open and my wounds gape at me, leaking from them bits and pieces of me and the pains resurface and I’m not at peace and I'm not happy
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC
Wounds that don't heal