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Anine Dec 2016
Everyone has an inner child, do they?
but why do they act like they don't?
negative thoughts are all they can think of
and hides the creative in their unknown.

We were once a child.
Each of us has a story.
yet why do you feel so incomplete and lonely-
when you know more than better?

Satisfied, are you not?
The dreams that were either reached or shattered
You were the protagonist in your story.
How did you end up being like that?
uhmm so yeah.. I forgot TT
Butch Decatoria Jul 2020
I is for the intonations
Invitingly as human
Imagine our imperfections' illusory connotation
As derivative as medications
For dreamless infarctions
I is unimportant as the quarks
Our atomic precipices
Sleep hence frightening
Mad unrestlessness
I is for irksome individuality
Askance and inhumane
In conclaves of murderous murmurs of erudites
Godly Invictus convictus
Power Interest can't reverse dust
Indivisible I
Is for interference,
Incarcerated indemnity
Futility of cages.
I the innerchild rages,
The living planet ablaze
Heaven lost in ashes
A maze of biblical haze
I is for indifferent
Intoxicated in ****** traipsing
Lost to immovable beliefs
Ashes of illusions
Masters of dust.
I is for the inexplicable
Imperfect human love.
Indivisible.
In who's god to trust,
Soul sucker preacher?
I is for illuminations
Truth as teacher.
Light life proven
Man still individual
Dangerous a shrewd
Creature.
Vaccinate bad teachers,
Pledge allegiance to the truth.
We all learn --life is our school
Don't hurry back, it's not safe.
Look at inner self
Where do this strong feelings
come from
The ones you have to live with day by day
The dreams that haunt you all the way
The restlessness
The hidden passion of a soul in pain
You are beautiful and strong
Take a look inside, who did you wrong?
Who left you alone and broken
So much guilt you carry with you.
Take a good look and know it wasn’t your fault.
It wasn’t your fault that they left .
I hope you can see that now.
Leave it behind and heal your inner core.
It’s time to let it go and move forward.
Let the strong adult you
take care of this  hurt innerchild The one that’s still inside of you.
Only then the sadness in the depths of your eyes will go away
Only then the smile
will also reach the eyes

Shell ✨🐚
Heal your inner child to be free and happy .
Delton Peele Mar 2021
How long has it been ..........
Can you even remember when......
You had joy and
So much fun....
That when you woke the next day.....
There was no way...wash away.
The goofy permasmile ......
Stop and listen
Remember to never forget
The one
essential component
The crucially
Vital element.
After you vamp off everything
Else
The string that make the twine
That makes the ties that bind
At the
epi-center
The common factor that I find pleasing.
And that is you ..
Your self
Yourself and more importantly
Your innerchild
The faintest nuance of you
Floats me into
A lazy sunny day swimming care free in the residual joy you bring .
Your the reason
I hear the birds sing the reason I love ice cream.
You are my blackberry almost as much as "the one you
Will always leave that some one for....."
I whole heartily
Know all of you
You simply are the cause and effect of every
Aspect of the most bestest happiness that could be dreamed.
A million poet
In their prime
In their perfect
Place to write.
Given every vocabulary and dialect
Future past and present
A million years
Then repeat a million times .
Epochs splechlops,
My dear sweet
Love ......love doesn't even hold a candle
To one second
Of one simple essence of you.
To me you are
GRAVITY.
We the world's and I revolve around you.
Without you
There is nothing.
Confessional.
Open up let's examine truth.
For two seconds.
I'd move heaven
And the planets. To have that with you
You don't have a clue.
But you actually do.
And thats where plans I've made
Might stand a chance
Of fruition... plants that actually bloom
And can come true.
While my innerchild retreats.
I see my dreams like Saturn's moon.
Revolving around a planet.
Based on all your talent
And the love I have for you....

Do you ever see a wishing star.
And imagine you already have it.
Can't be death without
Destiny.
If God played a hand in planning.
So I sift through sands
On the beach of madness.
With an hour glass in my right
And a map to becoming Stan fan
Number one with out the current traffic.
Get it... current traffic.
Slur my words.
Thank God I **** left handed.
*** its taking so long
My hour glass is like a fertile birth of sand pit.

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