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RIVER

I design my flow of life in my own way
Never built regrets;
Only keep on building memories!!!

Made my way through hard rocks enduring all the pain;
But still enjoy my tracks!!!

'Ll seem quite and beautiful,
'Ll reflect what you desire;
Don't dare to test my threshold,
Or else 'Ll sweep out all d darkness around!!!

You help me carve and pave new path
Helped me see the world in diffe...

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Before the Enemy Comes

They treat our tears with

Contempt

Hand in hand with

Greedy frustration

 

They roar like lions and

Block all roads to

Equality

 

They trespass on us

Night and day

Creating for their

Conscience a

Mocking symbol to

Love’s power

 

Masked creators

Who conjure their lives

On torn pieces of paper

 

Our kings and queens

Can never be conquered

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I am Both

I am not the fat girl
I am not the skinny girl.

I am both.

I am both the bingeing in the night
And the starving from pure fright.

I am both

In the mirror I am both.

I am the always too thin pile of bones
And the body too big to call home.

I am both.

In the shops I am both.

I am the girl who is too curvy to wear cute clothes
And the girl who's Inability to feel sexy make...

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Choosing to stay.

My friends’ son died! There I said it! He didn’t pass away or go home or any of the hundreds of euphemisms that people choose to use, he died, he’s gone and he is never coming back! 353 days,50 Wednesdays after the fact and all still seem so unreal. There is not a day that passes that I wake up and not think…how can this be? How could this happen to her? I cannot stand that she is experiencing thi...

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