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Jan 2015
Impossible miracle.
To bring the dead back to life.
To be a Saint.
A miracle worker.
To me you never talk.
People believe I only stalk.
There have been misconceptions.
Lies & rumors of deception.
People don't really know me.
You can change your mood.
Choose to conversate & not be rude.
The family I disowned continues to intrude.
They only see what they want to see.
Their habits conflict with my moral values.
I wasted my love on alot of mistakes.
I won't waste another minute while I am awake.
Spending my time being productive.
To be happy & loved everyday I live.
Insanity is not in my mind.
Nobody ever really looks for it to find.
Nobody ever devoted their time.
To a living commitment to be mine.
Just because I suffered ****** trauma.
Doesn't automatically mean I have psychological drama.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
Harmony Sapphire
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Harmony Sapphire  42/F/San Diego, California
(42/F/San Diego, California)   
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