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heidi 4d
I gaze into a smudged mirror.
Is that truly my reflection?
Or had I done a poor job cleaning the glass?
the road to self-love is a bumpy one
girlinflames 1d
Podium
I still don’t quite know
how to put myself
in first place


Podium Friendly Response

       To the Girl In Flames
Keep Your Fire burning bright
Don’t let yourself get lost
In the Shadows of the Night

We all have a desire to be somebody
Especially in the eyes of someone we love
But this desire can cause us pain and we
Can forget our blessings from above

It doesn’t matter what the world thinks
You can’t consume yourself with this
For it will surely be a Scorpions sting
When you deserve a Butterfly Kiss

Take a Rose and be the flower and
Don’t let yourself be Thorned
You can be the winged Angel
And not the Woman Scorned

You must chase your dreams
For they will never chase you
But as you go through life
Unto yourself be true

Being first is overrated and putting
Others first is a better reward
Otherwise you might find you’ve
Been stabbed with a double edged sword

When being first Is not the goal
You might just find yourself there
You’ll be proud that you took the
Time to open your heart and care

To The Girl In Flames trust
I’m not trying to take jouissance
Forgive me of my poor words of wisdom
With my Podium Friendly Response

Written By:Charles Kean
08/11/2025
Your vanity shows.
You look yourself up and down.
Mirrors look away.
trucks

rumble
and coffee's bitter

but sugar helps and keeps
fueling

all those jacked up hopes
and dreams
Soaked in rain
and their muted vowels,
I watch the starlings
in their somber silence.

A cautious wind
shoulders dry elm leaves,
as clunking boots
crack through open air.

Dark, iridescent
wings bent upward flitter
while a father whispers
a silent prayer.

Soldiers carve
through narrow streets,
power lines hiss
with growing malice.
So, many tears I have cried and I know the reasons why.
Some I will never explain why?
Or even try to explain in any kind of way.

So, many things I have seen.
Some with good and sad memories.
Which sometimes gets the best of me.
Still, I am thankful for you loving me.
Yes, each and every single day.

Because so many tears I have cried.
And bless to see another day.
And al the joy it brings.

And I don't have a single regret.
Cause you are my happiness.
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