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Apr 2015
Bees in my stomach,
I despise the way they work,
But it's for the best,
I think I've passed the test,
And now, I continue to walk the Earth...
Rest my mind, my body, my soul,
Let it be cold, cos things will unfold,
Do as the Laws of Nature has taught me,
Caress me, hold me softly...
You see,I am my own tunnel,
My heart is my light, for when I need self- revival,
I know I'm liable,
I know I'm free,
I know I've been broken,
But I've preserved my sanity...
Eventually...
That's just a temporary word,
I'm shaken and stirred,
Cos I've seen and heard so many things,
Things that most people would ignore,
I feel pity for them as they remain behind closed doors,
We've all got our flaws,
And theirs is not mine to speak of,  
As I cough, I exhale all the negative energy,
I don't need that inside me,
But bad cannot be bad without good,
And good cannot be good without bad,
I try not to be mad at the world within me.
So, as I lay here pondering in my bed,
I'm at harmony with all the things I have said,
My only regrets are when I get lost from the here and now,
This is how I'm gonna keep on breathing,
And in the mean time,
My wounds and scars feel relieving,
Perceiving the world almost like Lord Buddha would
Waritsara Karlberg
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Waritsara Karlberg  37/MTF/Bournemouth
(37/MTF/Bournemouth)   
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