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Let this not be a generational curse but if so, let the chains break on me
Let not history repeat itself, for I will not do what she did
Let people not see her reflection on me
I am my mother’s child not my mother.
Let her curses not fall unto me
Let her sorrows be washed away by the sea that are in my eyes
Take away the knife that is in my heart
I am my mother’s child not my mother

When you fell my heart and tears fell too.
I am my mother’s child not my mother and you are still my mother
 Dec 2020 Jeremie
Lexie
Weightless
 Dec 2020 Jeremie
Lexie
I know I look
Like I carry
Nothing on my shoulders
But I like to think
Even Atlas gets used to
The weight of the sky
 Dec 2020 Jeremie
Lexie
Farce
 Dec 2020 Jeremie
Lexie
When you lie
With your silver tongue
You devalue yourself
We are human
We are worth honesty
 Dec 2020 Jeremie
Lexie
Delicate
 Dec 2020 Jeremie
Lexie
Self care is a gift
To your future self
 Dec 2020 Jeremie
Lexie
Dedicated
 Dec 2020 Jeremie
Lexie
Self care
Is the harmony of body
With the acknowledgment of soul
And the intentional wellness of both
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