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I'm alright… That was what you told me You always said that I'd be alright… But that was before you left   Things only got harder from there
To my dearly Beloved,   Be happy, smile, and live life Even though sometimes life shows its jaws at you Love yourself, and love others
Dear Slavery,   Chains, Whips and bits, All come along despite the lack of fits. To the extent of the unknown, The horrors that occupy a Bitter Sweet Home, Allow humanity to be free,
Moirai spun me, with you, Sewn ourselves together to fate, We lusted for our destiny.   Melted hours folded together with ceaseless love.
I can't believe How long it's been Since I've heard your voice Since I felt your skin Since I saw your eyes and felt your lips. I miss you Dearly, my beloved for without you
Sitting in a sunlit room, I ponder how to begin   Words seem to distance themselves From me after So long a space I filled with nothing more than Wounded doubts  
I am different I am interesting I am loved I am full of love I am brown eyes I am brown hair I am not skinny I am not fat I am beautiful I am not society I am an individual
Perfect sunkissed moonlight hides the lines of my imper
Everyone, everywhere love me, desire me let me be in all of your wet dreams and fantasy men, women, all
blurred we were beautiful each and every one fading fast as ephemeral flowers
  Who amongst us are most beloved? The ones who carry their hearts in multiple places They who rise, not for their own sake
Nueve meses me cargaste Un dolor inexplicable al dar luz a mi existencia  Al estar en tu vientre siento el latido de tu corazón alimentándome con tu amor  Eres quien me da las fuerzas Mi inspiración eres tú. 
Wait Blue Beloved, I want to tell you, let’s snuggle forever, and stay with me in bed sweetheartTimes will seem too hard to bear and I will feel like life is giving up on me
 Love is such a simple word, Made of fragile truth, Often just a careless word, Monopolized by youth. As the passion burns within, It's time to take a stand, And add more meaning to the lives, Of every open hand.
(poems go here) Why I write… I write to get my feeling out So that when people read my poems They’ll say,
silence. that's all there was.  emptiness. i open my mouth and no words come out. screaming. my head wants to burst out all of the thoughts and cries scrambling around. but there is only silence.
I am a ransomed hypocrite; The worst of sinners. A lying murdering, spiteful, adulterer. I am a Christian and I've done worse things than you.
I am a ransomed hypocrite; The worst of sinners. A lying murdering, spiteful, adulterer. I am a Christian and I've done worse things than you.
God is my everything. Everything meaning my all, my every consuming thought, my guide, my way. Where he is I always strive to stay and my relasionship with him grows everyday. He is my father, my teacher, my bestfriend.
I see the light It flashes and passes by me Another day.......another month and year passes I don't see how life is supposed to be purposeful  When all people do is walk on by  I am now gone
Hey there, just writing you a note, a chance to know me better; Informing you that your potential has not already been achieved. It’s funny how you don’t notice me but I’m right there at the altar.
Peace washes over me in the hushed forest Weak winds embrace me drifting over the ground   Bits and pieces of sunlight Gazes trhough the trees  giving the forest a tender alluring glow  
Bewitchingly beautiful With luscious red lips, A waterfall of gold curls, and eyes the color of a chameleon
Take my hand...Let me lead...Run me down...Catch my feet...Hide away...I can't stay...Burn the bridge...Dead end street...I'm powerless...Sound defeat...Realizing whats good for me...Let me go, let me run, let me fly, my life has begun.
I was six when mother, golden hair and bright eyes, said Angels were watching over me And that I could do anything and I could be anyone Nothing, no one, would hurt me
Growing up on the south side of Chicago Michael Jordan a.k.a my only hope for tomorrow Playing ball and acting all hard Shooting free throws til' my mama said it was too dark I had a lot of energy when I was a kid
Night for there is Light. Smile for there is pain Stand for there is gain Rise for there is fall Live for there is tomorrow Breathe for there is sorrow But live for the non promises of tomorrow
Your smile makes the worries of the world perish The symptoms of depression Twist into oblivion To crawl away from one’s luminosity
It felt like summer when we loved. As you talked it turned to fall. When you walked away it turned to winter. I stood in shock. The air around me turned to frost. My blood turned to ice.
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I am “Perfection”. The personification of a real man. Knowing when to stand firm and when to bend.
First comes sin and realizing that separation. And then there is a choice and with that comes dedication. Then you have the cleansing of filth, by the blood that in Christ it can only be done, manifestation
The river thrashes back and forth, but the beauty is unheard. Are you willing to listen and hear the song? The children laugh and look at the world in wonder. Won’t you look and cherish their innocents?
You arise, you look, you speak, you grasp, you To look out in the world, that is displeased, and ugly, you see the beauty in it that makes it beautiful it makes
Dear Valentine...Im gonna swallow my pride on this one.
Who am I? I AM someone who's heart haven't stop beating because of the purpose that hasn't been fulfilled yet. I AM someone who can do all things through Christ who stregthens me, but it's funny how I never understood the real meaning of that.
A man sits on a rock on a hill He searches the horizon And sees Hope She stands on a mountain Her faded image shimmers And shines bright He squints his eyes And catches her smiling A mile wide
Wait Blue Beloved, I want to tell you, let’s snuggle forever, and stay with me in bed sweetheart Times will seem too hard to bear and I will feel like life is giving up on me
You are more than tears and dust and roses, more than ash and blue sky and old scars. you are more, beloved creature, you are the wind itself, the sky,
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