You want to keep me
by your side to be
used like a ***** rag.
Is that all I'm worth,
I am more.
You couldn't love me,
yet you desire me,
but your heart belongs
to another one.
Any time I leave,
you cry as if you
lost your heart,
just to lure me back,
but you never tried
to change your
manipulative ways.
Your tears meant nothing
to me now,
No,not anymore.
My heart is dead to your tears.
You are nothing to me now.
Can't go back to the place
where my heart ran from.
No one is allowed to clean
their ***** feet on my back.
I moved on now with my dignity,
for that's all I have,
my dignity.
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There up in the galaxy
are symbols wrought.
Symbols are the secrets
of life encoded in nature
which man inhabits
and must decode to survive.
In deciphering symbols of life,
man needs wisdom.
Hidden within the
framework of our universe
are sacred symbols telling us
about the infinite powers of creation.
Deep beneath the ocean,
even down the darkest
depths of the earth,
symbols speak.
Within the forest,
Signature symbols of
the plants are made manifest.
Every single thing about
our lives are coded symbols
with profound hidden message.
Below the earth are hidden symbols
of the precious gem stones subtlely emanating their secrets to help mankind.
Within the tumultuous ebbs of the tides the surf searches the sand for symbols.
Our lives are symbols of the almighty scattered all over the cosmos.
Symbols are everywhere if we can but only look for it.
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I poured my heart out
Everything within resonates
Right now I'm bliss
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Today I just laughed at
myself for not noticing
the calamity about to
happen that day.
How could I not see
the poison hidden within
those fragrance of the flowers.
It is so funny how the thing
you wanted could destroy you.
The only thing I could do at this
point of discovery and awakening
is just to laugh.
But so grateful I stopped
myself on time and avoided the
sting from the thorns
of those deadly flowers.
How could I not see it.
I smell the flowers.
but deaf and dumb to its poison.
I will never forget this day,
it will burn into my bones.
Today is awesome,
filled with bliss and gratitude towards life.
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The gift life
The gift of living
The gift of pain
The gift of prophecy
The gift of work
The gift of financial increase
The gift of challenges
The gift of learning
The gift of family
The gift of friendship
The gift of laughter
The gift of this moment
The gift of dreams
The gift of gratitude
The gift of giving
The gift of righteousness
The gift of love
All of these gifts working in synergy
to bring us where we need to be.
It is grace at work.
Grace speaks, for grace abounds.
Be grateful.
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I experienced the pain you
caused the last time you
forced yourself into my life,
I'm still recovering
from that nightmare,
I see the scars
of the old wounds
and I still feel the pain
you left in my heart
and now you want to take
away that balm of Gilead
meant for my healing,
this time I won't let you.
I vehemently oppose you.
May the Lord rebuke you.
I come against you
by the Word of God.
I called the heavens to
bare witness against you.
I am the righteousness
of God in Christ Jesus.
You have no power over me.
I am more than a conqueror.
Born of the seed of
the Royal Priesthood
and of the linage of
the triumphant one.
Given to live a glorious life.
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Within the calmness
of my quiet moments
I can sense the solitude
calling out to me with urgency,
quietly taking over my being.
It seems as if the depth
of the oblivion force reaches
out with a pull so powerfully
impressed into my being
with deafening calmness,
so beautifully filled with bliss.
This calmness of the Spirit
magnificently engulfed my being
and so majestically
my heart resonates with
joyful tenderness to its call.
Its unction pressed so subtly
upon my consciousness
with its signature of profound Peace.
I am the preferred elect-priest,
worthy and accepted
The beloved hierophant
triumphant one.
Holding out the
sceptre of righteousness.
Walking in faith, love and victory,
for the help of the almighty
guide and guards me.
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