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Aug 2015 · 331
*a year from today....*
a year from today she gave away two pieces of her heart
one piece to the ground below the other piece
to a close loved one who needed it more
a year from today she held her own hand,
wiped her own tears , and clutched her own heart
a year from today she was alone by herself in a unfamiliar world
a year from today promises were broken nd friendships were questioned
and today...
she is still in that closet with her heart missing two pieces
and no one to hold her hand,wipe her tears and clutch her heart
so she does it herself as it has now became something to get used to
realizing today that being alone isn't always a choice but
......rather a duty
rest in peace and rise alone
written on aug.11,2015 in memory of my grandma <3
Proclaim yourself. Are you a star or a mouse?
Your rise. You do not crumble
Hey success! don't run away,
I am pulling you to me; with strength, with love, with hope.
I am the thing that fear itself fears
I am You but with a voice, you but in the sky--
I AM US. Together creating the world of dreams. I am Black, I am WHITE
I AM COLOR.
I am everything and anything, i am a riot and if You don't listen to my song
YOU WILL PERISH
No, not from gun shots or wounds but from fear
Fear and ignorance
the two things I AM NOT

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