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I Want to be unforgettable.

I want my name to be written in the stars.

I want people to see me bleeding.

I want them to remember my scars.

I want to be remembered as a rebel with or without a cause.

She was a child of the wind,she danced among the stars.

She never met a stranger, she was warm like the sun.

She was a luminary in her own right, She fought for freedom and sunlight.

Never one to be held down.

She was a fighter.

She earned her crown .

She was a mother and a daughter ,

and a best friend too.

She will always be remembered,

Delores we will always love you.

Will you let life dictate to you how your story will go or will you take control?

There is one life to live so take the chance.

Delores would say live life to the fullest and let and let the devil dance.
The pain, a sorrow that builds in your chest.

When your all tapped out and there is nothing left.

Not wanting to admit the goal was not met.

The hardest thing to do is to live with regret.

Playing the scene over and over again in your mind.

Hoping you will find a solution this time.

It was not meant to be, that is how you settle it in your mind.

An pray to God that peace will come with time.

No more chances to get it right .

The ship has sailed , Goodnight!
Life is a miracle.
The day you understand it,
You'll start to live.

---Dhiman
The one that got away

Frustrated and aggravated are the words I  used today.

Because this season I met

Ms. The one that got away!

With family's merging, this was to be a soiree

  In walks my husbands family  and

Ms. The one that got away!

This is why you should RSVP !

So you will know who is coming!

So, You will know who it will be!

My husbands mother looked at me and smiled,

she said Eva was here for a  conference
and she would be  in town for awhile.

She explained  that her and Gabe were old friends and that

they had dated each other since they were 10.

An she wasn't sure why Eva didn't close the deal .

The audacity of his mother bringing that up made me feel quite ill.

My brother smacked me ******* the shoulder
and  said " ooh he has a type "

Then Everyone looked at her,  than at me,

then my husband guided me up the stairs  quickly,
obviously I was not happy

We have the same color hair, the same type of build,  same eye color,  it was getting quit weird.

As I came back down I stop in my tracks
to observe them together just to see how he acts.

How he melted in a puddle evertime she said whatever

my little girl ran up to her, thinking it was  me .

Her dad picked her up and placed her on his knee

when I over heard Eva make such a remark

this is what our future would have been like such a lively spark.

just then I tripped over my dress
I fell down the stairs

I fell really hard and bumped my big head

my husband looked embearessed,  he turned and looked away.
with tears welling up in my eyes,

my husband asked if I was ok



I over heard the conversation between you and ms. the one that got away

he kissed my tears and he whispered

please hear what I say

inspite of your clumsiness I just couldn't walk away

I would have been a fool to let you be

  the one that got away.
So I looked pass him and I  stuck out my tongue at you know who right away

and I'll have to worry about my mother in law clenching

her pearls some other day
When the lie becomes the truth

When the lie becomes the truth,

in that moment are you living your true
authentic you.

In that moment you empowered  yourself

to reach and dream the impossible.

  You conquer mountain's, and you tamed lions,

you walked slowly barefooted on the scorched earth.

Let me atest,  that person is actually you !

it's just the you that you never knew...
When you can't escape the silence of your mind!

You turn to the robots  

to fix the sublime !

One key will fit all

that's what they say.

They pat you on the back

and say, it will be ok.

Am I there worst nightmare?

Someone they can not fix?

So I reach deep

Deep down

in my bag of tricks.

Im a different kind

I see through bulls#$t

walls of oppression,

the counterfeit  Society,

the feeling of suffocation.

Who am I ?

I am A  woman !

Sick of chasing the American dream !

lord knows I tried,

but robots lie.

The American dream is a dream

  but it's a nightmare.

A nightmare in disguise.
They say that they See you

But in reality, they don't know what the f* to do with you!

They say "bear your soul"  

we will always be there.  

But in reality no one gives a f*


or really  cares !

You scream out loud to get some type of reaction.

Yet they mute your voice and give you a distraction .

We are the NOW generation!

We have been groomed to take over

and question damnation.

No longer will we accept the cookie cutter path.

No longer will we accept  the things that are placed in our path.

We will raise our voice !

We will hold up our hands !

We will make a difference!

If you can't stand then lean on me.

I'll be your rock I'll be your sanity.

If you can't be in the light I'll sit with you in the dark.

Together we are one we will share the same vein.

We will change this world I promise you it will never be the same.
Thank you for the collaboration from one of my best friends.
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