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Depression will stay inside of you, it will be a part of who you are, and it will be an extension of your soul.*
*So you have to learn to live with it.
An excerpt from my new spoken word poetry piece :)
"I easily fell in love with you,"* He said looking straight into her eyes, petrifying her. *"And you don't know how much it scares me."
A random writing in my notebook :))
Toddling in green grass barefoot before a yellow house
           blink
First day of school
            blink
First boyfriend
            blink
Second boyfriend
             blink
Third boyfriend that lasted five years
             blink
First date, images flow, this is the one
              blink
Wedding dress, him at the alter
               blink
Newborn hands and newborn cries
               blink
Second child, just as miraculous
               blink
Walking out, no love there
               blink  
It all changes in a

                             *blink
Don't blink,  you may miss it
Blue Eyes
Blue eyes look at me,
My dark skin is defined by the dirt and sweat of the cotton fields,
My skin has been beaten,bruised and burned
The darker I am the more I'm tortured,
The blue eyes are evil,
The blue eyes has seen darker skin,
The eyes has seen dark brown skin women and men,
The blue eyes,
They see where the rage and pain lies within me
They look down at me,
As if I were beneath them,
They see the 300 years of slave and fear captured in my eyes,
I an'it afraid , so don't try me
I hate you and your color,
What you all did to my people,
You ought'a be ashamed
Or maybe I should be
I'm just a girl who refuses to be forgotten.
I refuse to allow y'all to edit my story.
I must speak my truth,
And I must write my story.
Because being forgotten,
Is an untold story I refuse to allow happen.
This is one of my best poems I believe I've written .:) Enjoy
 Dec 2015 Aztec Warrior
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Can you hear me?
'cause you're not listening
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