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She's too passionate
and oversensitive
for this messy world -
She doesn't fit-in,
so she tries to stay out.

It's a constant
tug-of-war battle
between her fragile heart
and her delicate mind.
She can't help but feel too much -
peace of mind
is all that she ponders about.

She is gentle,
empathetic and intelligent,
but vulnerable -
she was born this way,

She has relived
this same hopeless feeling
every single blessed day.

She is an overthinker -
always reflecting,
always pensive...

Full of genuine love,
whilst drained by such pain;
she is beautifully oversensitive.

She's always lonely
amongst a crowd,

whilst completely lost
deep inside the belly
of the same-old dark cloud.

She's a beautiful, beautiful mess...

She gives her entirety--nothing less!

By Lady R.F. (C) 2017
Writing
has set
me free.

It is
something
nobody
can ever
take away
from me.
**
Alone at the beach
Playing with ***** and solutions
A seahorse bites your finger
Questions unanswered
©
ok, now I get that it's all Fake News,
Like how Bob Mueller got a three-star General
on his knees licking boots,
And it seems weird Heil Trump's
been like a late August 1945 Adolph
been losing it,
rescinding public apologies
again questioning the
birthplace of Obama
reacting these last two days
to all the pressures building
**** it, we all know he knew. He is gonna be the
end of this drama. ****, he tried to persuade Comey
to end the investigation into Flynn. I was born at night, just not last night.
This is gonna be pretty as when Flynn
exited the courthouse
and was serenaded with the
same song he led at the convention against Hillary!  
Lock (him) up!  Lock (him) up!!!
I love to see a hypocrite get (his) due!
lock him up lock him up lock him up lock him up lock him up lock him up lock him up lock him up  lock him up  lock him up lock him up
hashtag ******* liars ####  get their due!
The running water of time calms life
Bearing fruits of blessings in one's day
Lasting breathing glorified nature as did plants
Sheltering a skin like a sun that shines

Moments of darkness deserves adoration
As one rest so nature rest in a transposing position
Bringing in skillful thoughts to harness human in due time
Greenish plants fade greenish plants rise

Life is a bounteous gift
Like a beautiful tribute to a dream
Up and down the sun rises and fall
Up and down our heart grow like trees

Respiratory a pain as we clasp our eye
Insect inspects us at the night
Their voices makes daylight
To come short for it's nature gift

Written by
Martin Ijir
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