im not a hater but sometimes i can come across that way,
especially when you put me in a ring with another entity
waging war against my property,
against my sanity.
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of course i wont stand defenseless
as my effort goes wasted
while still attached to my essence,
you must have forgot.
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you must have forgot
those days when
you saw only power in what exists...

sometimes im here,
sometimes im listening,
sometimes im hearty,
sometimes heart-broken
by the hands of myself.
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sometimes i take the blame,
most times i place it elsewhere.
sometimes i channel fear &
destructive energies
then level up.

i stopped seeking attention
and feigning for likes & views;
i discovered new peace now effortlessly,
there are people in my world,
that see the best in me.
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they relate
and could care less about my face,
as if im head-less;
or my race
as if
moments shared & experiences
mean much more to them...

i start to think i need to be the type of poet,
that resonates well with all sorts
& connects at first glance.
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it drains me to want to be someone that i already am...
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there's no right or wrong way when you're so introspective
that you only see the vastness of your being;
you only see far & wide,
endless possibility
& endless truth...
don't lose yourself,
just embrace your point of view.

i still write about flowers blooming,
birds singing,
& sun-sets.
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although lately,
i've been focused on expressions of threats;
like seeking trouble,
provoking monsters to come out & play with me.

your eyes hold depth;
almost as deep as the time
i spoke into your head
and heard echoes,
echoing
instead of reciprocating
you filled up,
but im not empty,
nor am i envy.