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Sure... Just write down your secrets.
What a simplistic idea.
You know those things you've done or thought or said that you be terrified if  someone ever found out those very things came from you.... pu tthem down on paper. It's just that easy!!!

If only.

But the truth is: we all have them.
Dark ones.
Small ones.
Scary ones.
Ones that will make us feel smaller than we'd like to feel.
Ones that remind us that we are bigger that we think we are.
Ones that in front of other people we might take pride in, but behind closed doors imprison us with shame.
Ones that we're too afraid to claim as our own because of what people might think or say if they knew,
but in our solitude, speak peace to the confusion and restlessness conjured up in our hiding from the sometimes brutal truth that makes us the men and women we've become today.

But what if I told you you're not alone?

What if I told you that I've found a place where you can be honest with your secrets and no one will judge you, tell you that you're wrong or that you you're some kind of monster because of what you've
revealed
uncovered
confessed
Been honest about with others and more importantly....
yourself

Let me put your heart at rest by saying to all of you:
You dont have to be afraid anymore.

This is a place to release all of those fears...
To finally put behind you what might have been weighing on your conscience for
days
weeks
months
years

Now is your chance to be **FREE
The moon lights
up your face
with bliss.
Your face
lights up the
way when
its dark.
Your hands
are as smooth
as silk.
your lips
are red
as the Rose.
But when you
speak, your
voice sounds
like ANGEL'S
singing in
the heaven's.
-Sign LINK THE HERO OF TIME-
Looking for her daughter
the mother actually caught her.
Where the darkness is built
in the arms of the underworld.

you,my love my Goddess my queen
my want for you is not lust,nor crude,nor obscene.
It is an infinite yearning
of which my infatuation feeds.

Mine,my love,I wish for us to forever be
every Goddess measures to your beauty.
When they cry and yell,they scream out in jealousy
thus I open the ground for none other than she

plucked like the flowers you pull from the greens
my only contest is your mothers pleas.
Nothing but drugs and violence on the television who tells us to be tyrants.
We aim to revolt,
They aim to be ready,
Keep the dream alive and our eyes steady.
Thick is the tension in the suspension of an all out revolution.
Breaking free from our government is the only solution of a new evolution of how to live and who to be.
Free for all,
All for anarchy.

— The End —