Authenticity
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Curled up in a state of grace convoluted life lived at pace torn asunder by each side as differing lifestyles then collide. She wanted as a concubine but her esteem and her pride cried out for so much more but laid here no prostrate on the floor she wondered if this was the truth she…
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Oh divine spirit of creation, creators we become, the messengers of peace and love and the light of all compassion. We come from energy that’s unknown created from grace and bliss there is not anything in the universe more amazing than this. Our life and world we create within our own conscious minds and this…
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She was a ghost now, empty and devoid of any kind of feelings for they had been destroyed, by a love so intense that she became attached and when he then betrayed her she carried out the final act. She prepared herself a bath surround by candles and incense and opened both her wrists up…
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She loved the way he kissed her neck at the very nape, loved the way he bit her earlobe whilst speaking in erotic ways speaking of what he wanted from her and what he wanted to do, it turned her on so much he knew just how to make her swoon. The way his hands…
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Life is there for living But sometimes we get trapped Between the petty drama’s And we feel we need to act, Out a role defined by others Who wish to drag us in To the negative toxicity In which they are living in. I try to rise above this But frustratingly I find These people…
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You thought you broke me, You thought you had ground me down. You thought that I was hollowed out Capable of love no more. But your ego has misguided you And this is say as truth For I will love again in spite of you Because I am spiritually devout. I know that loves lays…
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Brimstone, fire, burn the chorus of the church. Sin and castigation and total subjugation. Fear is their adulation make you feel your suffocating underneath the weight of mortal sin. That negativity approach does not appeal to me. I don’t need to prostrate my self just because you yearn, to Lord your superiority and pious power…
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Maddening is the meddling mind Thoughts are working overtime Creating mischievous works Wallowing in the sanctity of the dirt. Twisted is the toxic speech Ones that to us all beseech To listen to words not impeccable But words designed to cause hurt. Indolent are the actions of those Who seek merely to throw stones Cause…
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Thy goblet of thine love overfloweth for all. My mind dwells in the fullness of bliss at the thought of all that is beautiful.
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You are the birdsong I am the tree Your are the dawn chorus I am the first light of day Your love is universal I am compassionate infinity We complement each other For we complete each other Apart we are nothing.
fauxcroft 