Ripped apart at the seams
Waking up to terrors screams
A new day of possibilities
Waiting to create realities
There is always a paid price
In the unforeseen sacrifices
Handed out despite our faith
Written upon destinies fate
Life’s battles and deeper scars
Show us the depth and how far
We have come in a brutal fight
Determined to remain alive
Standing at the very brink
Think, it’ll be gone in a blink
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“I’m just a girl in the world…that’s all you’ll let me be...” Southern California Native who gets in trouble for sarcasm, suffers from bouts of OCD, and listens to an eclectic range of music really, really loud especially while driving too fast. Turn up the Rap, R&B, Punk, Billy, Indie, Alternative, Classic, Folk, Metal, and Grunge, Melodic, Industrial, Electronic, Soul and so on you get the point.
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I like your short poems, I do that also.
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Love it!
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Genius! If I could write and change what might, I’d forever attack the keys, but I am slow and love is ever beckoning for me
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If we could, the unforeseen
Just for a second glean
I wonder would we still be
In such disharmony
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Wow… I feel like an amateur. Powerful!
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