Slow moving day
Staring at peaceful land
Looking around, being grateful
I am blessed
I am blessed
I’m not taking anything  for granted
No, no
Slow moving day

Take time to reflect
Going out in nature
I am grateful
I am grateful
Loving my time
With my fur baby
It’s a slow moving day
I am blessed

Do not knock,
The door of my heart is locked.
Once,  it was a glorious place
Filled with the love of my dearly beloved,
and the soft sound of my heartbeats.
Now, it's empty and silent.
Graveyard of a dead love.
A forbidden place for lovers.
Please, do not knock
You can't enter
The door to my heart is locked forever.

You cannot keep me chained.
You can't clip my wings .
I will not surrender.
I won't accept defeat .
I will break free .
I  will fly away .

I am freedom.

When things go awry
and forked tongues clash
it feels like lightning
striked the trash.

A match made in Heaven
Was lit and burned up here on Earth
Someone should have spoken up and objected . Instead they said they wished us the worst

Breath in , breathe out
Lighting in , Lightning out
To sad , too much

anyone else have anymore to add ?

I thoughtfully write
these unscrupulous thoughts
I first write to myself
for I do not know them
as well as I know me
in the hope that you
(the people I target)
shall abandon
your clandestined
views.
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Because war is not a rite of passage