Jan 23
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Breathe


Breathe.

People with fire in their bodies will forget the boldness of breath.

their voice is too hot to take in what we need, but instead what they want.

But you, you are different. you will breathe, and heal.

If you breathe and have calm in your lungs, they will crave it. 

Shock them, be brave. 

take a needed breath and walk away from fire, for you are more.

More than anger, more than the lust they crave.

You are calm as you need to be. 

you are brave because you don't use your fist in anger,

but instead, you use your voice, something they cant break.
 
Breath and walk away. 
Jan 23
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My love

My love,

Give yourself time to grow.  Grow.

Like a flower, you need light to grow.   I will be your light.

Your mind is more than chaos.   Your mind is so beautiful,

The power you hold is electric.   I can't wait till you see it, 

I can't wait for the day you grasp your boldness   And learn what it can teach you. 

You are beautiful,   listen to your mind.

Listen to your brain, my love.   It can teach you wonderful things

 
Jan 23
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My love

My love,

Give yourself time to grow.  Grow.

Like a flower, you need light to grow.   I will be your light.

Your mind is more than chaos.   Your mind is so beautiful,

The power you hold is electric.   I can't wait till you see it, 

I can't wait for the day you grasp your boldness   And learn what it can teach you. 

You are beautiful,   listen to your mind.

Listen to your brain, my love.   It can teach you wonderful things

 
Jan 07
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For me

For me,

Life is a beautiful mess.

yes a mess can be beautiful,

like making cookies, flour on the tip of your daughter's nose. 

For me,

I try to look on the not messy side of things first.

because i know,

I will eventually get to the strings attached to them, I just need time to breathe. 

For me,

happiness doesn't come easy.

I had to fight like war,

but the more i fought the stronger life saw me.

For me,

I was put on this earth to show my power,

not with my power of fists,

but with my power of love. 

For me,

I will be happy. 


 
Jan 07
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For me


For me,
Life is a beautiful mess.
yes a mess can be beautiful,
like making cookies, flour on the tip of your daughter nose. 

For me,
I try to look on the not messy sides of things first.
because i know,
i will eventrally get to the strings attached to them, i just need time to breathe. 

For me,
happiness dint come easy.
i had to fight like war,
but the more i fought the stronger life saw me.

For me,
I was put on this earth to show my power,
not with my power of fists,
but with my power of love. 

For me,
I will be happy. 

 
Jan 03
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You are stronger

You are stonger,

Save your energy my love. 
You have always been the one begging for love at the feet of dust.

Save your mind my darling,
Your eyes have seen so many beautiful things, far more than the bad.

Save your heart my friend,
Your skin is not taint from the toxic fingers that have bleached it.

Save your breath child,
Your mother willfully made the air in your lungs, which will put out thousands of angry hands ;by voice

Save your strength honey
You are stronger than the flame they tried to light apon your wooden skin. 

you are stronger,
you always have been.
Dec 19
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Strong

Dec 19
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I am stronger

Anger in my body
hot

My fingers tapping with the ability to break,
glass.

Glass like the heart; frigile, 
but strong.

I wish with everything i could break you
with words from my heart.

You stand there with every trigger i know,
smiling.

You are not scary, 
my fear tells me.

You are like a flea,
meaningless to me.

You are pathetic, 
meaningless,
and nothing but,
dirt.

But yet i still but all my energy into,
simply hating you.

I wish i could change,
forget the past,
but i dwell.

I know i am stronger than you,
but you more loved.

Why must it be me, 
being the one looked at as unfair,
while you are  clean.

You have killed my happy,
for years.

But yet, 
i am still
stronger.

You do not control me,
Oct 15
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This I believe

This I believe is true,
  this love of ours.

This I believe is real,
  the way our hearts fought for each other.

This i believe is lasting,
  your hand in mine.

This I believe is ​cherishable, 
  the first time I knew I loved you. 

This is why I believe I am better,
  your voice.

This is why believe I am happy,
  the love I feel when I am around you.

This is why I believe, you have made me new,
  the feeling in my brain

This I know is passion,
  how we talk to each other.

This I know is ment to be,
  Mrs. and Mrs.

This I know is love,
  it is written in our bones.

This is us.


 
Oct 15
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Winters breath

I feel her sigh to me in the morning,
as the trees reflect the bitter cold air.
I wait for the air to sting my face, 
and the tips of my fingers.
i reflect back,
to the days of the sun melting
to my now stinging face.
i beg for her to come back,
her hair is now falling from the trees,
her eyes of water, shifting to hard ice.
She tells me to wait, to hush my bitter.
she will be back,
but for now we must let
winters hair cover the trees,
let her grab your coat, allow 
her breath to make the air cold and new,
because that is what hot cocoas for.

 

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