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Manda Raye Jul 2018
Strawberry moon on
the darkest of nights, guide me
back home with your light.
My timing is bad,
Like a death of a loved one
Seems selfish, a far.
Suspend your disbelief but when emotions are high foresight is low. Revealing my pain to release my chest. Never belligerent
When facing escape
A Door leading out, one fears.
Nothing you have known.
The devil you know right ?
All I hear is you are comfortable in hell/naraka when the void(possibility) is a step away. Do not fear change for its existence, like death, it's an inevitable and necessary function. Read the italics and know a truth
girl diffused Mar 2018
Woman,
strictly
be
a

r
i
v
e
r
unto
your
self.
a/n: As it snows heavily here, and I'm cocooned in drifting flurries of white, this just rooted itself inside of my mind. It wouldn't let go. It demanded to be written. I think those are the most sincere types of writing.
Why are you searching
Do you truly want to know?
So not to miss out?
My generation and social media
Do you want to be better than yourself or the best ?
Do you want to know your strengths or their weaknesses ?
Learning beautiful words not to adorn but exploit
Phoenixes tears fall
Burn, Like fire from the rain
Power in weakness
It is said it's tears can heal all ailments physical and ,most importantly emotional
Deeee Mar 2018
Things are great.
Everything's great.
Except me.
Hey, you!

Over here.

Nothing to say, really.

But everything to tell.

Music, life, tears, and a little bit of love.

Thank you, God.

(My God.)

Thank you.
What are we truly,
Specs of celestial dust.
Kin to sun and stone.
What really matters isn't material, most of the time
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