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“I met You during Summer
Tale as old as time —
Will I ever remember,
When my scars won’t bid goodbye?”

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I found myself in the same roof where I am today
But the wrenching waves were all gone.
My breath runs dry
Whenever I had a glint of distress
While tomorrow has not yet began.

In the vineyard of my Master,
My hollow core is being pressed down
Where I used to be shamefaced of the intricate details —
The flaws and blemishes, hiting me like a rock.
And even before they heal,
I always get new ones like the newbies…
Like the tattoos in my eyes
Whenever I cry in my own midnight suns.

I write whenever there’re palettes in my head,
The strokes of my Master
Were the key notes of the melody of my soul.
I was about to die until He crossed the oceans for me!
The script became a masterpiece
Regardless of the broken keys
And the missing lines of the so-random poetries.

Ever changing glow from within,
Busted lights all over my face.
Whew! It was a rough road
But the shadows no longer chase me,
The tides no longer hold me back so I continued sailing.

I tried to pause for a moment;
Resonating the hymn deep within me
As I bite my own lips.
It was so hard to stop
When the ink was the shed blood
Running through my veins —
I am alive; and my breath was more than a sigh.

The audience tells me to keep quiet
But I always hear the sweet small voice
Of my Master who’s behind the draperies
And away from the eyes in grim,
Of the fake faces who make face along side.

I run towards Him
In the hidden corners of my prayer room.
It was the backstage where I hid myself
And found it as a gem, bestowing me revival —
Where I felt so secured and loved the most.
And that’s where I hide my treasures too;
And today, it’s no longer a secret
Between me and my Master.

I opened the door for the world to see
For this is where my soul rests
But not yet the place where I truly belong.
As of now, I won’t abandon this room
Where He break the barriers before my eyes.

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“Today, I remember the stories untold:
The skeletons in my previous closet,
The dry coarse land where I hid my wealth.
I dug so deep but it’s not worth the effort.
Today, I remember You —
I will always remember Your Name.”

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It was a poison to see you face to face
Relying on your strength
And making your worst nightmares
Came back to life.

Torn pages, torn soul —
Adding so much pain
Pulling the trigger
Just so you can fly.

You stutter when tears run down
Your hidden gems were treasure to me.
I know, one day you’ll overcome
And I will stop provoking you
To unlove yourself
So you’ll get over every trauma.

I hope you’re doing good
You are my number one —
You are worth it, you are loved
You are never abandoned.

Take heart —
Self, you can do so much more.
Keep running, keep your FAITH.

Deep down in the submarine depths of an abyss
Lies the burrows of your deepest desires.
Wanting togetherness but in the context of Siamese twins.
You can’t have your cake and eat it too.
Those mummified remains still haunt you in your sleep—
Obsessing over putrefied bottom fat
and Nile rivers pouring in and out.
You fornicated with women—
Felt like you bombed the village or did it just feel bomb?
Breaking sweats as if you’re a labored worker…
Save it.
Eventually you gotta meet your maker and confess.
Idealizations and fantasies can only operate off inner truth and cravings.
Only the strong willed can survive.
Everything you preach is a myth—
“ever heard of the Loc-ness monster? Boogeyman?”
Yea like those myths…
You’re a cracked out delusion of what you want to be,
Look within and speak the real you.

I overgave, my cup was so full I let it overflow and spill into a tsunami of tears and blood.
I washed every crevice of my body to make myself pure.
I tore myself apart at times to fit into the piece.
Can you say I lost myself?
Fell into this spiral of false identity. I spun myself ragged till I couldn’t breathe—
till my heart exploded.
I realize my own superpower, that everything I touch grows, but also changes.
I’m free yet I feel the metaphorical shackles weighing my thoughts down,
evil thoughts try to make a way in my body, telling me what I’ll miss in the absence.
I try to steer myself away from that.
You’re so far gone I don’t even recognize you, you’re not the person I fell in love with.
I see a mirror but I also see a door,
a door to another life.
To try again, but better and with the new added tools.
I have re-wired my brain back to my own truth. Forget what they’ve said, take only the good parts and scram with the negative.
Don’t feel used, feel accomplished.
Work here is done. I’m preparing myself for my future life.
Let it go, babe.
You have to release the grip, let it go…
there’s something waiting for you,
they’re waiting for you to heal,
to keep going, they’ll be there,
just focus on you.

I’m made out of *****.
That’s all I’m good for.
As I age
I see the meticulous
effectiveness
influence
capability &
endowment it has on mankind.
The curse
affliction &
diabolical use man wants it for.
She flaunts it like a Olympic champ
he yearns it like a corner fiend.
I’m nothing but *****.
Scared like one.
Beaten like one.
”It’s so wet”
like the tears sitting on my cheeks
”It’s so warm”
like my inferno heart.
***** desperate for attention
but only made for mankind assumption.

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Wings glide as He hovers and covers me,
The Alpha and Omega has come
And He shall reign forever and ever!
His throne will be established!

All thrones and all crowns will bow down,
All powers will lose their might,
No pride left for any tribe
But just one hymn will be in harmony and collide.

Between the darkest space,
I have found the abyss too hard to find —
Too hard to dealt with
But no strong tower can deny the Greater Power!

To the loneliest place on earth,
To the empty space where hearing
And beating of splendor resonates,
I will call upon the Lord…
I will exhalt Your Name forever!