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You bring the color to my eyes
Giving life to an empty form
On the canvas stretched by God’s hands
paint me something beautiful

Rock me to the harmony of your soul
I cannot help but dance
to the rhythm of your love
as it sings the hymn of my heart
I've made a resolution to have a heart of steel.
I won't let anyone see how vulnerable I can be.
I won't let them know that how I cry myself to sleep.
I won't let them see even a speck of the emotions that I feel.
I'll master the art of a poker face.
I'll play the role of a heartless ***** who lacks faith.
I'll let everyone else think of me that way.
But for you.. only for you will I ever even consider to tear down my facade.
Here's a dedication to my best friend who is the only person who actually deserves to know who I really am
New love,

Once thought lost or impossible,

Brings two lives to intertwine

And waste together in tandem.

And with it new light,

Not more than a faint sliver, sure,

But enough at least

To illuminate the cavern walls around me.
it was a classic love
one that was timeless and simple with
both partners looking in
the same direction
his eyes never strayed and his heart never wandered
 Jun 2016 strawberry fields
Phia
Oh, Aphrodite I pray to thee
Find someone for me to love
And bring their heart to me.
I have a crazy wondering soul. Cant stay too long in one area. Leaving me with ruff life choices and making hard changes. Im all about my view changing to better understand the mind of the world. The life I seek is a completely outline differently then what you see today. Inspired by how others are living and to be able to actually do those things or try and get there. The freedom in it all! So many thoughts about the who, what, where, when, why and hows of life, that looking for the answers become a thrill of knowledge. I cant stop exploring until the world has no more land to be seen by this wonder!!!

"Understanding with a Respectful Mindset"
              - CJSW
Floating in destitute from joy, with an abhorrence for all the vivacious living.
Making fastidious efforts that lead to naught, as life proves to be trying.
Her broken hands try to create but they cannot today, and the chances of it ever being are bleak.
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