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Cynthia May 2014
What are you living for?
Where do you get your motivation from?
Please tell me.
I need to know what keeps you going.



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Cynthia May 2014
My one on one time begins as soon as I pick up this pencil
Writing to release these contemplations
The lead takes me to a process of distillation
Being careful not to run out from this eraser
Our everyday mistakes can be related to an eraser
Once you run out from your eraser you cannot wipe away any errors
So you carefully choose and think wisely
Being mindful of the insufficiency and blackness of the eraser
No matter how many times you erase
there will always be a trail of black spots left behind
Live life as if you were running out from your own eraser
That way you pursue perfection and not mistakes
Don't be the eraser that runs out quicker than the lead

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Cynthia Apr 2014
You swallow me with pride
and later spit me out.

Then, you pick me up again?

How foolish of you to think that
I can love you the same.

It is a love and hate game,
My duty is to destroy you
before you destroy me.

I am destructive,
No victories in this game;
Only loses.

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*The only way we can conquer addictions is through Christ by Him and through Him we find victory. *
Cynthia Apr 2014
Furiously, irritated, and brokenly,
I asked myself,
“When it comes to love,
why does it always fail me?
In my attempts, I’ve never succeeded.
What is it?
Am I not worth fighting for?”
Suddenly this voice replied,
“Be still, you don’t need a mouse trap to capture love,
Easy comes easily dies,
seek for true & everlasting love.”

Since then, I never asked further questions.




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#truelovewaits #faith #hope #love
Cynthia Apr 2014
Just like seasons change
people change
for better or worse
we make mistakes and gather regrets like leafs that fall
on autumn and spring
we kneel down and pick them up
but our conscious puts us down
can we change how we feel?


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Cynthia Apr 2014
I am lost in a dry land
without direction,
with no destination,
No one to come to my rescue
So far and distant,
a glimpse of You is what I crave
I have gone astray and is hard to seek Your face
My soul is downcast from fighting in the flesh
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for You

I desperately thirst for the living water,
Pure, like the river in heaven
that floods from the throne of God bringing life

Day and night,
I longed to see Your face,
I cry out loud for Your embrace
So, when can I go and meet with You again?
My soul thirsts for a glimpse of the living God.


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Psalm 42
Cynthia Apr 2014
Be like the rain
that pours down from the clouds
crystal clear and pure
Not like dirt from the ground
that everyone steps on
Some leaving a trail of footprints
Not caring about the mess left behind.
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