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Iska 1d
All things grow. I want to be the catalyst to so many things. To be the spark that breaths the fire back into your lungs. I want to entice others to chase their biggest dreams. I want to be the spark that ignites your soul. To cause you to fall in love with life it’s self.
Burn so bright you can't remember what the dark felt like
Iska 2d
I often smoke to fill my lungs and **** the flowers I once planted there for you. and get high on the freedom I find in my new life without you.
Nothing could stop me from achieving my Goals
When my passion is high & aggression
the air thick,
salty and warm.
my heart beats,
to an internal storm.

bittersweet memories,
flash with each blink.
accepting change,
breathe deep...don’t sink.

beauty surrounds,
each new day.
shedding all doubts,
as I watch the Spanish moss sway.

harnessing intuition,
it is time to thrive.
breeze ruffles my curls,
what a time to be alive.
it hurts to remember
it hurts to turn a leaf
it hurts to know
it hurts to accept
it hurts to be this way
paschelco Aug 24
three minutes can feel like an hour,
but three minutes can't make up for a lifetime.
It can't make up for sleepless nights and future talk...
thoughts of old times with words at the speed of light,
although... this isn't enlightening.
maybe for a second, or a minute, or three.
I don't get to know that.
I pride on the simple fact you knew.
a hey with no name and a simple question.
just a simple question...
that's never the case but it's still scary.
it's scary because we care
it's scary because we loved, hurt, and lost
what am I losing now? myself?
Success is in my blood
As my efforts arise like a flood!
What's your motivational self_talk?
Prachi Aug 22
Let’s take a ride
With photos as our guide

Not that they are enough
But they bring out all the stuff

Those collection of instances
Those endearing reminiscences

Each picture tells a tale
Dragging us on its trail

More than anything else
It subjects your inner self

You contemplate with a new perspective
And gradually become introspective

Those memories caress you
When you are lost and feeling blue

The journey ends up to meet yourself
Getting the push to move forward oneself.
Zack Ripley Aug 17
"I wish I could fight."
"You can."
"How? I don't know how
to punch or move."
"You fight with words.
It's called kung fu typing."
"Kung fu typing?
Did you just make that up?
Doesn't sound very cool."
"It's not supposed to be.
But if you master it,
you'll never need to worry
about not knowing
how to punch or move."
Josh Overson Aug 16
You must know the depth of being the best.
And a little obsessed with being a mess.
In order for life to never come next.

Holding onto news as you tighten the noose
Around your heart, your seed, your breath to breathe, but no one can explain everything...
Jesus help me, when I can’t choose.
Fight for truth, and what I’ve got.
No fear to lose when nothing comes close to you.

Accelerating the process.
Without missing the concept.
Jesus I’m yours to move.
Inspired to write
God with all might
I need your input
Your welcoming spirit
Carried proud on our sleeves
No other deserves this seat
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