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'I'm fine'
There is a river that runs through me
But I can’t see its colours shine so brightly
I keep them all so confidential
And all of the breakdowns so existential
‘Going mental’, the mind’s so fragile
Can’t it be easy like it was when we were kids?
You grow up, some days stare into the abyss
But there is nothing like true happiness
You must hold on to happiness
When ...
Thursday 28th January 2021 12:19 pm
What Makes A Woman
No !
I am not a “thick badie”
And I am definitely not a snack for you to eat me
Also I am not your “average skinny bitch”
But I will tell, no, educate you on what I am really made of:
I am made of flesh, bones, nerves, muscle, blood, cells, hairs
And all of these things cannot be measured in terms of your huge unrealistic metaphors and excuses
I am blessed ...
Sunday 15th October 2017 6:49 am

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