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In the bubble were hopes and dreams. Hopscotch, handstands, Mr Whippy Ice Creams. The freedom of playing outside on the street. Summer holidays, bike rides and pick’n’mix sweets. Years swept past and the bubble was still there. Now 13 more interested in clothes and my hair. Music and dancing; cigarettes and ***** Never thinking ahead, just running wild and loose. BURST went the bubble is his sly hands. A past and present stolen; a future with changed plans. Colour and glitter fell in horizontal lines. Out went my sparkle, off went my shine. Much time passed as I continued to grow. Teens and twenties a blur but in my thirties I slowed. I remembered the bubble; I remembered his hand. The memory knocked me down like a wave on the sand. With love I healed and began to blow, a fresh new bubble for my mended soul. Filled with hope and forgiveness; love and light. Books, food, nature; spiritually taking flight. Yet I winced when I saw him once again. Feeling sick to my stomach, almost feint. He plagued my thoughts and dreams for a while after. But truth broke me free as negativity shattered. He took a part of me forever and that I can’t forgive. But I have to move on in order to live. My innocence was snatched but my future is mine. I will live it to it’s fullest; forever I will shine.
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Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 8:36 AM UTC
The Bubble
light fades to darkness creeps in and over shadows is it just me? does the world seem to be growing ever so darker? ever so colder? The Almighty Beacon lights up the darkness the ways of the world slow you down picture: sunshine on your face the warm touch of millions of sunny fingertips caress me caress you picture: fields of open air the aroma of lavender and lemongrass calming serenity amiss distress your troubles are overwhelming your thoughts are never quieted the world has you crippled in anxiety We are not the world we live in so many fail to realize I have submitted by submission my supplication To serve but One To love none short of All I'm amidst an explosion as is all of Being we are exploding exponentially neverending remarkable beautiful life
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Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 11:14 AM UTC
Transition