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jemimah
jemimah
Australian
everything was new and then we, cursed were trapped - not in hatred, or spite but indifference. please wonder.
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Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 5:49 AM UTC
wonder
True beauty is not in contest Not in conquest, striving to win True beauty is being content And not needing to be seen
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Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 8:24 AM UTC
Beauty
The day I put the words on paper Vulnerability existed and yet in that fragile moment, a bliss beyond all words Carried them far This was me - and i could see her there without a mirror This was me - and i could see beyond the glass Into her heart And in that moment only God could see me clearer.
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Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 5:53 AM UTC
Vulnerability
Around the Earth she sings a silent twirl Parting curtains hinged with diamond stars On endless stage adorned with grace Spinning silver threads   into the sky *The moon she pirouettes upon the night* A ballerina
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 6:24 AM UTC
Galaxy Ballet
If you think It's too hard -   That's why it is -
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 6:55 AM UTC
Just a Thought
At the end of my rope You're still *holding me*
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Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 4:08 AM UTC
Holding Me (10w)
without Your presence today is meaningless because the only good in me is You
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Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 7:29 AM UTC
I Know
*all the while the rain was gently falling & all the night the stars were simply peering out from their blankets of velveted black to watch me surrender my thoughts to the swirl of my dreaming*
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Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 9:01 AM UTC
"Bonne Nuit, Mon Amie"
when you opened your eyes inside when the sun sent her song through your window when you blinked in the golden flowing river covered in blankets of cream and stirred when the birds tickled the sky with their whistling & you rolled over like Winter, or Yesterday's tide did you listen to the whisper of the Spirit - did you share the light inside you with the sun? ...
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Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 10:15 AM UTC
awakened
my box full of arrows cardboard, paper coloured, black and white but always blurry, wordy, flaunting stopping, pointing, shouting, whispering telling me of paths that I could tread one at a time I pour them out upon my purple bed and let them fall wherever they may land
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Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 5:03 AM UTC
Arrows