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I don't understand how I spend all these sleepless nights just thinking of one person.
I don't understand how someone can love another with all these flaws.
I don't understand how my heart beats faster when he walks by.
I don't understand how I can dream of him.
I don't understand by just seeing him brings a smile on my lips.
I don't understand how I can't talk to him like a normal person.
I don't understand how much time I spend thinking of him.
I don't understand how liking someone can do so much to me.
Everyone is imperfect. Imperfection is just a state of mind.

The idols that you adore have imperfections. Maybe it's a little pimple on the nose or a simple scar from their childhood on their knee.

Everyone has flaws not just you.*

Go and ask random people outside one imperfection they have. Everyone will tell you a flaw they have and if they hesitate then that means that person isn't proud of himself/herself. Everyone should have pride no matter if it's a bad or good thing.

Don't think something as imperfect. Think of the flaw(s) as a unique characteristic for every individual person or thing.

These flaws make you unique or makes you YOU! So be proud of that no matter what anyone says!
(Had to let it all out. Too many people calling themselves ugly or imperfect in my life.)
 Mar 2014 Iraira Cedillo
Teemers
We either become sadder
Or our heart beats become louder
My heart,
My heart is eating so fast my bones are tingling
Vibrating through my veins
My blood stream is failing
I think too much
I don’t pray enough
Lost touch with the angels
The angels lost me
Forgetting this
Words are words by choice
Awkwardly complicated
Passionate souls intertwined in chaos
Beautiful chaos
My hands are shaking, they can’t stand still
I overdo it with coffee, I over did it.
Can’t handle my life sober
So much ****** up **** in the world
Smart people seem like crazy people to dumb people
And if you believe you can change the world
You’re one of a kind.
 Mar 2014 Iraira Cedillo
Teemers
And I don’t care how high you are
Is your mind open?
Blissful emotions exploding in these tunes
Mind blown, useless frowns
Wake me up
This life is endless, it’s passing
Moving fast or not fast enough
Fully loaded,Let me spill
Let me fill you in on these beautiful skills
People know different stories
That sought to different meanings
Words equal emotions
Emotions don’t mean anything unless actions are being introduced
Don’t speak to me in one way and value another
Perspectives are opinions from our natural aspects
Floating in the air like we are meaningless
Humanitarian power is powerless
We fear the unexpected and familiarize ourselves with the basics
Never wanting to struggle to learn
Powerless minds are always lurking
Be careful who you become
Everyone’s the same.
If I
spoke of
A blue
So true
That sparkles
With light
A glint
Of surprise
With beauty
So rare

Would you know

I was talking
About your eyes?
This little number came to me after reading this great poem!
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/628846/all-about-your-eyes/
 Mar 2014 Iraira Cedillo
Traveler
The pendulum swings at a steady speed
Inevitably life upon me feeds
I dreamt of real in my illusion
Destiny like free-will a mere delusion
Today’s all but gone, am I still intact
To pull love’s knife out of my back
Brilliantly dim this light of mine
I strain to glimpse the bottom line
These nights do linger pain becomes art
The Cut that Never Heals still bleeds my heart
Traveler Tim

re to 3-19

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