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There is peace in my heart today There is a sense of belonging
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She surrounded me with her beauty and hypnotic smile How it captivated and held me hostage
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Oh Lord, I am out of my comfortable bubble And it is not what I expected
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Lord God, my father, I love you I know I am not worthy
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There will be a tomorrow where the sun will shine brighter than before
Warming up a cold, cold nation
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The tongue is the sharpest arch assassin
Nightmares are for those who fear to dream
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Snare hit, kick drum
Fingers sliding on the strings.
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When hours pass and silence is loud
and when white-washed walls suddenly crowd,
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Free will is not working.
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I'm bitter I'll admit And I refuse to commit
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I know I have sinned Lord and must atone,
for all the bad things I have done in the past.
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These hands of mine
Small but strong
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Every emotion Comes into my
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It attacks you. Grips you by the throat,
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How much I love you How much you mean to me
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I found myself standing at the foot of your bed, imagining you still asleep as tears filled my eyes.
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I used to survive by default. A mixture of fear and guilt,
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Post apocalyptic future, Nihilist's handbook,
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There stands a house, A place expected
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2, and that's all there was. ingested
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when i grow up i wanna be a force to be reckon with
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See me, gaze at me Whisper kindness and you’ll feel me
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Moon saw Midas touch day gold, That night she scampers silver-soled;
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God! My hero, my savior and my heavenly father. Comforts me and lifts me up whenever I feel down and bothered. God has put me through a lot of tests to make me at my best when I could not handle certain situations God took ca
by Alicia E. Nicole
19 lines, 1 comment,
3 hours ago. In Love, Christian, Spiritual, Society, Personal, Thoughts, Life, Hope, More
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A typewriter lost in the abyss of typing,
The noise carrying through this darkness.
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Swollen leaves sink below the branches. Death and decay is the new decor.
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wind-blown memories
gently caressing me.
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I can never find the right words When I see you with her because it hurts
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The music of the bowstring
is one rare heard today,
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coming to a cross way what path is the best
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With the mind of an artist, the heart of a child
He got her high, in a loving, sweet gale
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Here I am With no one and a guitar
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Confluence of incandescent souls
transcend stars’ brilliance.
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To sacred grounds
Follow the long and widing road
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Hidden behind a flag self righteous thoughts and acts of liberties
by heartbreaking
101 lines,
4 hours ago. In Society, Pain, Personal, Thoughts, Life, Escape, Self, Hate, Humanity, Angry
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Mom is such A special word,
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I get anxious when the scars fade. It's time to hide. Time to evade.
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yellow eyes, crimson tydes
what is left to remember?
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