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The voices of disapproval Echo in my head. Your voice is there Telling me I’m not good enough That’s it’s my fault That I’m the one to blame. The sound plays in a loop Like a broken record But there’s no one To remove the needle. The voices of shame Smother me Preventing me from…
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Jealousy, Hatred, Envy, and Insecurity These evil fellows I’ve come to know. They slither and scheme Watching and waiting, Sensing the second My guard is down. Their attack is sharp And so deep It stings and bites Exposing my scars. They blindside And de-rail At moments Most vulnerable. They’re disguises Are cleaver Some days looking…
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The ground below me has liquified, And the path no longer exists. The voices of caution behind me, warn of danger outsides of this. Through the mist and wind I sense him Standing just out of reach But the ground below me has liquified And a clear path does not exist. He could have calmed…
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Our rhythm of life has been a syncopated mess Stealing beats and melodies That didn’t belong to us. Keeping up with time changes, Incidentals, and accidentals. Trying our best at improve But the riffs and jams were always just a little off. Our rhythm belong to no one but us. So let’s stop playing composed…
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The world wasn’t ready, but that didn’t stop you! Fifteen weeks early YOU made your entrance. Less than two pounds of humanity, you burst forth with ease, effortlessly entering the world. It didn’t take long for the ease to turn too complicated. But we heard them say, “She’s a fighter!” and that you are. Needles,…
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I stand in the doorway and listen. It’s a sound that is both familiar and foreign. We’ve been anticipating it’s arrival, but not with great expectation. In our world these events come with little guarantee. ~ The family of four around the corner, celebrate with great delight! Inviting the rest of us to join in…