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Life can be messy. Thank God I have my faith and my pencil.

Feminism (Poetry)

Let’s stay blind. We should ignore the blood on the floor. Thirteen marrying thirty, It doesn’t shake us to the core. A young lady needs the restroom, But she shouldn’t dare forget a buddy. This whole world, When did it get so muddy? Let’s jump on board. Hang a sign, share a post. This whole…

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Shelter for the Stars

21 October 2018 They told me I had the universe in my eyes. There was no limit- not when I was the keeper of the stars. I grew and grew until I touched reality, and then I fell. There was the abyss, but then there are my thoughts: deeper- much easier to find yourself lost…

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Just Keep Swimming

29 August 2018 “Just keep swimming.” -Dory My mother used to say she’d count to five, and then that would be it. No more chances. After that, a change would be made. Either by me, or, the not-so-popular option, by her. I’ve grown to respect her for it. For putting her foot down, and along…

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A Letter to You

22 Aug 2018 Dear You, Forgiveness really is such a healer. I found it to mend me more than it probably will you. Either way, I see it only fitting for me to write. Bitterness had taken over my mind, my soul. I wrote with a poisonous pen, and it held me back. The negativity…

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Getting Closer to God

18 August 2018 “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” -John 14:27 How This Blog Came to Be I have had the most wonderful little book collecting dust on my…

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Loose Thoughts (Poetry)

I like to think, and think I will, that my heart is fire and life is a hill. we go up, and then pushed far down’d either way my passion will burnt it to the ground. I love to dream, and dream I might that in a battle of love I’d stand to fight. because…

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