Authenticity
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Laying in my bed Dreams flowing through my head I wish you love and all the best Living a life that is blessed. I miss you when you aren’t here I want to appease all your fears I want to wipe away any tears I want our love to span the years I hope I…
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Silken twine of spiders web Stretch across to a soft cloudy bed Where I choose to lay my head In a sky of azure blue That’s where I have my bed Way up high were I can rest And look across horizons for the best Views and experiences that I can find In a place…
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Cold day Snow day A world away From summer days Shivering and freezing Leaves me dreaming This picturesque view From a window Is so beautiful to see But working outside in it Is ideal to me I prefer the sunshine But I appreciate all seasons I feel gratitude for all the seasons They all bring…
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You carry bags Big heavy baggage Containing your fears Assembled from the past That have stuck in your memory But this baggage was not forced on you And you have the right and power to choose To put the bags down and walk away Just put them down and back up, back up And tell…
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Consciousness beats Like a drum Like my pulse Like my heart In rhythm In time Beat after beat The drum sounds. The awareness Comes my way Rippling in waves Setting up a display Of a liquid mirror Causing a beautiful array For my eyes to view today. Now my mind creates And it writes A…
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I’ve no luck I just break even Books don’t sell And despite my dreaming Of better things Coming my way It seems they always stay the same But as much as it can get me down I refuse to be sad ir wear a frown I keep going, I just push on Its all about…
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We restrict ourselves in so many ways Life, love, sex, creativity, and our imaginary ways We lock ourselves in little boxes Label them and never stop this So we are never free to truly experience Life and its joys in every sense Held in place by our domestication We feel something is missing we lack…
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No pressure between them They have some time Staring at each other eye to eye Intense emotions Feeling running deep They share conversations But sense when they breathe That more is implied than being said As the flames of desire are being fed He touches her arm and she tingles She touches his chest and…

