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Jan 2014
I have been at rock bottom
the beauty of itΒ Β is that it was there
that i found the rock
the one i can stand on
i can't fall any lower
i wiped the slate clean
i prioritized my lovers
he picked up the pieces
rebuilt my heart from the rubble
filled the cracks with cement
he said what he meant
and he meant what he said
my heart is alive
and not just my head,
he is everything to me,
that i couldn't feel when i was dead.
he is rock steady
and i want to rock steadily
heading where he sends me readily
i can't wait to live the things he's imagining
I mean, he had the audacity (thankfully)
to imagine me.
he loves me incredibly
this ground is so solid
there is nothing to discredit me
rock, steady. rock steadily.
Ben:drop the hammer
i wiped the slate clean. i hit delete.
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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   Weeping willow and Anna
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