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April 28, 2019
 

Nothing is what it seems and dreams are just that.
I dreamt of romance and sweet subconscious kisses. Loyalty. Love to the core. Maybe I am bruised from this.
Love might be the dream but right now I need to be bohemian.
Expression is a difficult task for the weary and faint of heart.
My love is too strong for these light foots, so I will place it in no one. Instead I will throw it in the wind and direct it to the sun, I’ll just pray I make it out smarter so next time it won’t hurt so much.

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March 30, 2019
 

His breath speaks words so soft
His eyes tell lies so sharp
My heart detached with every glance
The chill. This space
Your burden. My weakness
Our web in these deep waters might not withstand this storm.
It could stay strong and roll on with the waves
Will these hearts react to childhood fantasies?
Will this test be enough?
The possibilities.
The done damage...the dream

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March 23, 2019
 

Dear self doubt,

Tell me I’m lovable
Tell me I’m needed
Tell me it’s all them and not me
That I’m right and I’m smart
I’m golden and I’m bright
Tell me that I am wonderful and everybody loves me.
Better yet, show me.
Become selfless and kind
Be organic and honest.

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INTROVERTS WEEK
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March 21, 2019
 

In this world you weren’t born with it, it’s earned.
Love isn’t assigned to you.
Success isn’t promised.
Life isn’t guaranteed.
Results manifest in you.
They begin internally and sometimes from the divine air.
They appear when you need them. You see them when you have earned them.
The truth is they can’t hold me back.
And they won’t stop me from excellence.

INTROVERTS WEEK
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February 2, 2019
 

If you don’t love me now then you don’t know me.
I can’t be held down
I will stand tall
I do want you standing with me.
I will apologize for things I do, not for who I am.
I intend on shifting my thinking differently but please understand that I’m afraid.
I’ve been so alone for so long.
Aren’t you at all afraid?
I must own my moments and strengthen my thoughts because if you don’t know me by now then you can’t possibly love me.

#loveme

THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX
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January 3, 2019
 

Dear love,

Now that I can see what I’ve looked for all this time, Im sad to express how I really feel about it.
I hear these words of what I’ve dreamt all my life, and I’m ashamed to express what my visceral response is.
I feel his touch with heavy warm compassion and I illuminate.
Now the thought of him makes me soft, heart beating and thoughts racing-I miss him.
This thing is such a complex process. ❤️

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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November 28, 2018
 

Dear Life,
So little love has been too constant in this. Did I choose all these mistakes? Did I ask for all this pain? Am I a puppet to a mad man?
At times I feel so broken.
What’s it all for...is the question I ask too often.
My trust obliterated, my heart of stone, my body malnourished, is this my conclusion? Because it’s my part time reality.
Will I ever dream again? Ever be good enough?
Could I for once not be so alone?
Will You let me know when to let go next time before it’s too late?
Will you fill every minute of my day with love, from all angles? That’s all I truly desire.

THE BEST IS YET TO COME
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November 24, 2018
 

I’m not sure of this.
How strong are you really? You act tough but can you handle someone totally loving you? Truthfully loving you? Are you strong enough to accept this? Flexible enough to grasp this and smart enough to recognize what this is?

EXCITED
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November 24, 2018
 

Dear Ji,
Thank you for being a gentleman. Thank you for being so open and kind. For you I am smitten still and for you I would punch a shark in the face.
I want to know all you think about to see then if you are as mysterious as you now seem. And I want to travel with you to see you in perplexing situations and how you rise. I want to cook for you and wake up with you always.
I want to tell you all of this someday.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING 2018
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October 1, 2018
 

You think your so smart.
I know you are educated, but I’m smarter.
I know how to survive.

Watch me.

#shorties

THE EDISON BULB
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September 30, 2018
 

And if a name is just a name, a language just a language our point will arrive under the light. In due time. Inevitably. With the veils removed and barriers torn down we sit on a baseline of human purpose-moving forward.
Body language. Action. Touch.
If Up is not your way and Onward not your desire,
I must not waste your time.
The sky is calling on me, the trees whispering me near. For they will stand by me and they will protect me.

ORIGINAL
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September 24, 2018
 

You have saved my life.
Now what.
How do I repay you.
How can I ever thank you.
Every day, yes.
In every interaction, I will.
My fear of annoying you with this gratitude is real.
But if this feeling is actual and if You feel the same way. Im simply grateful and thankful.
Perhaps no words are to be said.

HELLO AUTUMN
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August 31, 2018
 

Every year you come to me and leave just the same under the smog, in the night with a sweet exit until the next time.
I don’t miss you painfully since I know I can always travel to you if my heart yearns.
Your rays on my face won’t compare to any other.
And the risk I take in this indulgent treat, I savor all year.
I hide it in my cells and I keep it in my heart for the darkest of days.
To pull me out to leaven me up.
Thank you for your presence, your gifts and your lessons.

DAY OF THE DEAD
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July 20, 2018
 

I must prepare myself.
I must proceed onward
I must keep my light lit

I must pray harder

SAY HELLO TO SUMMER
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February 4, 2018
 

How about we not remain rooted in a reality consumed with fear of the latter.
What if we knew we are accepted just the way we are.  Good enough for your wildest dreams, stronger than this habit, and braver than a tangle of words  wanting to tear you down.
Who is it that loves me? I know your out there. Whoever you are.
Where is it we can go to replace delusion and greed?
If you have a desire follow it, a dream chase it, love-hold on to it. Most importantly have yourself. Obey. Serve. Love . Excel.

POETRY BOOKS
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January 26, 2018
 

Dear Grandmother,

As kind as I like to think I am, sometimes I think I can be the coldest person I’ve ever encountered.
Like my Mom said you could be.
As strong as I dream to be, too often I’m so fragile and weak.
I hope to bring light to peoples lives, yet I can see how I’m just loud, brash and annoying.
Yet again, I’ve found myself so alone in this life.
Angry, I’ve grown angry.
I don’t want to be this.
In my mind, it’s different.
In my mind my reality was suppose to be so different.

I’ve failed in all the right places and thrived when I wasn’t paying such exhaustion.

Your presence lives. I just pray I will learn from your mistakes.

POETRY BOOKS
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January 21, 2018
 

To whom it may concern,

Sometimes. I like to wish it was all a fable, a tall tale, an untruth, still told to the wicked and the naughty, the naive, the ungrateful.

That once upon a time, this one man looked down his nose onto another man.
Made them live just hanging on a thread for HIS service, his will and his desires.
This man was forced to be a servant, payed nothing-fed scraps at best.
One man owned by another. The law supported it, the community wanted it.
There was nothing he could do, his family was his responsibility and now he has no choice but to stay.
To pray, to wait for another day, he would say it’s all okay. Or else he might be shot down or hung from above. He would be fou...

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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January 12, 2018
 

Dear Pain,

I’m not afraid of you.

I’m afraid of injustice, repetition of the past, an unattained empty grasp.

I’m afraid of not reaching my full potential, and not being exponential.

I’m afraid of forgetting my sons’ eyes, their birthdays.

I’m afraid of dying alone.
I’m afraid of forever being alone.
I’m afraid of never being really known.
I’m afraid of my love never being shown.

Oh pain, dear familiar pain.

MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
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November 10, 2017
 

I’m searching for inspiration undiscovered
Adventure under my feet
Emotional fluidity
A simple friend
I’m looking for the fire within
The miracle unfolding

Beneath forgiveness is an oasis of enlightenment
Beyond friendship could lye partnership
I’ve found contentment in service
I’ve seen love in the eyes of fear and felt fear in moments of love
I’ve been burnt by illusion and fooled by society
Smarter I️ become
Proof lives in the ever changing seasons of decay and rebirth
Yet still I️ sleep alone

WORLD KINDNESS DAY
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October 11, 2017
 

Its like these walls are so immune to discomfort, fear and abuse.

Confronting the baseline it retorts back to just that.
The love I have for them speaks back, confused and untrusting.
I fear the future of those vulnerable will follow suit.
Still listening to these walls and the stories they tell, I figure out how to interveinously infuse my gratitude. My patience. My love.

FACE YOUR FEARS
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September 10, 2017
 

To those who tirelessly love,

Expecting someone to love you just because you love them is plain foolish.

Loving someone anonymously and unconditional is the richest kind of love.

Yet some simply might not be able to absorb your love,
Might not understand your love.
They might not have the ingredients of life to emulsify your love.

#neversettle

NEVER FORGET
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August 19, 2017
 

This moment, captured in time until its destruction, your time capsule back to that day, that hour that memory.
How much do you remember of that moment anyway, how in the moment were you?
There are countless times when a breathtaking full moon or a glowing sunset beckons me to forever capture it, yet a photo does it no justice.
I must keep it other places like my heart or mind.

PHOTOGRAPHY DAY
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July 10, 2017
 

Dearest,

I lay here with the richness of my experiences to enrich the lives of others, yet my grasp is so numb, my focus now blurred.
I don't ask for the stars any more. Keep em.
Maybe finding love is a lie we all tell ourselves.
Maybe it's all for nothing.
Still, now numb I stand alone.

SIMPLICITY DAY
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June 2, 2017
 

Dear Alzheimer's Disease,

When I met my grandfather it was already to late. He called me "little Sharon" which is my mothers name. I still am not sure if he thought I was her, or if he just forgot my name.
My grandmother started by wearing these oversized nightgowns replacing her once timeless ensembles.
I remember seeing her for the last time. She seemed fine health-wise although she always did, never was vulnerable always strong with a steady stare.
My other grandfather had a seizure the last time I saw him, apparently a side affect of his disease. Never said much. I remember him as a healthy guy. He was cocky and confident maybe a bit shallow. He liked me just enough to make me like him ...

CANCER SURVIVOR DAY
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April 3, 2017
 

M,
In this instant I look up and wonder where I went wrong to have this moment be a reality in my life.
   Perhaps it's a blessing.

I can cry and yell, ignore and be surly.
I can self abuse and excessively use.
But I won't, because I love you.
For being so hard, so dry.

I love you because I have to, I'm disposed to.  
I can't take back what I've said and done and sadly neither can you.

So we live with it.
Walk with it.
Cry with it.
Speak with it.
Eat with it.

And in this moment we look up and realize what all we did right to have this reality.
You can stay silent and ignore it, avoid my reaction. Postponing the news, self abuse and excessively use.
Yet the facts remain true. An...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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March 14, 2017
 

Dear Self,
And so I realized never have I been in love.
I was sure I was...it but now I realize.
Never have I ever been in love.
My stomach aches with fear that when I ask God to send me my companion that silence it's not empty, he is actually there,  just unresponsive to my question.

I look forward, but all I can see is my past.
Wolfs raise wolfs.
To put it behind me is climbing one  summit.
But to then function properly in that same situation is quite another.

It's funny to think We are who we are because of things that happened to us we had no control over.

So I'm sorry for lying to you, convincing you you had a great love that didn't work out. And another came along but we left that ...

Hurray for Hollywood
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December 18, 2016
 

To you my romanticism is closet kinky.
And to YoU I'm fickle
My life has pushed me through a gutter and from the lens you choose to see me through I'm all messed up, WEirD and Crazy.
...and to You who think I've gloated through this pristine picket fence Barbie doll life...maybe I have.
After all, that's how I wish you'd think of me as- normal, all American, privileged.

I'm just hyper attentive to your feelings, not fickle.
I'm creative and expressive, not weird.
I've walked the darkest alleys and woke up alive, safe-saved.
I'm not crazy, just enlightened.

I have sky high morals and stone solid ethics, for myself and everyone else.
I'm not just preppy.

I work hard and expect the same ...

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December 10, 2016
 

It's as if I have a disease or peculiar condition.
One that forces me to dodge and hide from the incoming advances.
Masking my disguise.
Running from questions.

If the stars align accordingly the antidote will surface
We will become great friends and family will follow a kiss.

I dread telling you my story already, there is just so much.

Your heart will attract me, your soul will hold me and your mind will keep me.

Be my antidote

Save me from living this life in solitude.

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December 8, 2016
 

As I age I'm finding this reverent mouth feel of life
The warmth of this winter has proven the possibilities
My heart belongs here.
With this change of perspective life has handed to me I'll tumble and roll with it
I'll climb for it and run after it
I'll live without so that I can live with.
A reduction of my passion would heal the world of all heartache
Yet how shall I ?

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December 6, 2016
 

And my gratitude is the foundation on which I can build this, hold this, mold this into a sky kissing masterpiece.
Your blessings and thy will which pumps through my veins down my fingertips and out the end of every strand of hair on my head hold the secret.

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