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Mindy mickevich Apr 2019
Her blood runs of anticorruption
Destroying the pigs of corruption
She stands with pride
With justice on her side
Dignity she will bring
She's not someone's play thing
She knows her worth
Since birth
Unique like a volkswagen
And courage like a dragon
She's bows down to no one.
She's like a loaded gun
When injustice is done
Never backs down
Or is she ever bound
she may face  life alone
But She will never be dethroned
Mindy mickevich Jan 2018
Where she goes
know one will ever  know

Her soul wonders with exhustation
Her emotions nauseous
Her heart is cautious

Where she goes
Know one will ever  know


She heads  toward the sun
Obeying no one
She goes by no label
Leaving her identify  on the table


Where she goes
Know one will ever know

Her heart  a peaceful Anarchist
No rules no regulation of her heart


Where she goes
Know one will ever know
Mindy mickevich Jan 2018
Inside a dark medieval Gothic theme
science lab, lived a isolated women named Aneem
A mad scientist who tries to live an impossible dream
trying to love a scoundrel named Mr. Hakeem
who steals and destroys people's self esteem
has many decades passed, Aneem love for him become so extreme
She was willing to give her self esteem to Mr.Hakeem
Wednesday afternoon she invited him over for ice cream
to her surprise, she hears a scream
from a young child, "its stolen my self esteem"
At that moment, her heart becomes so enraged, so at gun point she kidnaps Mr. Hakeem,
then uses him for a science experiment called bloodstream
a magical potion that restores the whole village's self esteem
that day she was honored has a village hero, hooray Miss Aneem
Horray Miss Aneem,
the great hero of self esteem

writting by me
Mindy mickevich Jan 2018
Many centuries ago, lived a plastic queen
Who's soul was  invisible and unseen
Her mind was obscene 
Her heart ruled like a facists so unpure and  unclean 
Her emotions ruled like a police state forcing  the broken to become  heartless and mean 
A broken, by the name of Jean 
started an inner Revolution that spread like a newsmagazine 
My cries, my  heart will be heard and seen 
You can't shut me up, REVOLUTION IS NOW!  
I will become fixed when I destroy you, oh my  beloved plastic queen 
Fin
Mindy mickevich Dec 2017
Farwell my dear loves, I must  prepare a ship and sail away 
My journey will start today 
A journey I must face alone 
And think of those I have known 
Rough storms I will have to face 
darkness and loneliness I will have to taste
And embraces the waves that violently go  up and down 
making me feel trapped and  bound
Isolation of the dark sea feels like Years 
entaggled in my fears 
Chained to hardship that don't end 
Forever being hit by  violent waves that twist and bend.
My heart beats hysterically i scream out LET ME DIE!
So, I fall down on my knees and begin to cry 
I crawl into a self defeating position 
Im ready to give up on this so called  mission 
Until I hear my inner voice 
Telling me I have a choice 
Either I can lay there and die
Or I can get up and try 
I decided at the moment I will stand tall 
There will be nothing to cause me to fall
I swear upon the moon 
I will finish this journey soon 
So I can find happiness and true love

— The End —