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Jasmine Moreno May 2016
Hey there little star,
How did you come so far
Home planet close to mars
You get excited by the bars

The rhythm inside is
Completely confined with
The memories of your past mistakes

The secrets you hide
The choices you tried
You are not destined to one fate

Your minds compromised
Hiding  dark  eyes
Your faith is one you cannot shake

Hey little momma
Why all the drama
Go cry in the sauna
Just after you finish that race

Your stuck in a cycle of repetition, never understanding what pace, you'll need to face in order to not just lace your reality with false things and open your mind to relate.
please save yourself
Jasmine Moreno May 2016
You came in and caught me off guard
Connecting with a friend, I was just into my art
I thought a hike in nature is where we should start
Who knew her man at the time and you'd be involved.
I was still going through life as if a problem to solve
You came at my heart with questions that pushed and they shoved
Your vibe Mysterious , smart and kind is what made me fall in love
What you don’t know is my ex was right next to the car, I thought even though we had been there before, where I had parked was really far.
No one would see me I wouldn’t run into him or his car
But that was the end, him seeing us was the draw.
It  was any connection past its last straw.

It must have been the universe it stopped me from a cycled curse.. running back to dirt,
But what doesn’t **** you makes you stronger is what ive learned on how it works.
Self love became more important to me than the bridges that I burnt
I was on a journey to understand im worthy and exactly what im worth.
I told my mind I wouldn’t do this but my hearts perversed.
Its like im in an audition forgetting every line rehearsed


Contemplating linking up after dark
My matches starting burning its that that you sparked
With your funny remarks and invisible scars,
You're a light in the dark
My walk in the park
Thanks for taking a walk through my
Flower filled yard, you know it’s the places where I hide all my scars
Some say its where the wild things are
You admire how im always busy looking at stars
Imagining how to get to a life much different then ours
Where to get to an epic destination you don’t need any cars
No expectations, we're connected,  we are right on a par.

  

So you can know this is coming from the heart
You've broken open unconditional love's seal
Im pouring out my feelings and that’s the realest of the real.
Sometimes I over think but its balanced with the feel.


I was working on frequencies repairing some parts
Redefined my dna and the diminishing tar.
Meditating frequently feeling closer to mars.
Your love so sacred because you know who you are.
X2
(Your dreams they enlightened me, to understand you.
Your music flowed through my blood I resonate through
Your minds only a part of the missing clue
Your hearts love is where Im in tuned.)


Contemplating linking up after dark
Breaking down our barriers not just trees that are sparked
With your funny remarks and invisible scars,
You're a light in the dark
My walk in the park
Thanks for taking a walk through my
Flower filled yard, you know it’s the places where I hide all my scars
Some say its where the wild things are
You admire how im always busy looking at stars
Imagining how to get to a life much different then ours
Where to get to an epic destination you don’t need any cars
No expectations, we're connected,  we are right on a par.




You pulled me from my dark side of the moon,
You saw me from the other side of the room
Filled with laughter now the thought of you, im consumed.
Im seeing colors like I am on  little more than just shrooms
You may not need another person to be the best you
But you need another soul to reflect all that you do.
dear notone
Jasmine Moreno Mar 2016
Always having a different type of view,
The type of thoughts that differentiate me from you.
Always had dreams I've wanted to pursue, know there's more to help the people we can do.
So many people getting abused,
The pain and struggle locked in our "strange" rooms.
Lingering the feeling that all has been doomed,
Remember the media's view is the truth misconstrued.

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