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vitals*
crying a Jordan river instead of tears -wanting nothing but an eternity of years; to be more than just one aesthetic I’m conceiving visions that are immense, mirroring ideas that are prophetic -weathering the storm my mind begin experiencing; tirelessly giving all the glory [good or bad circumstances] to the King walking through a door…
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The Gap in the Bridge*
exploring new paths with out a map; I’m experiencing a moment of relapse. telling myself that this is normal; knowing damn well my behavior hasn’t been that formal. my glands has released too much oxytocin; wanting nothing more than for time to go frozen. what more can a person want, other than to be chosen?…
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Journal Entry # 16
understatements* Connecting to an inexperienced part of who I am; Undressing layers as each day pass – as if it’s an intimate promised land. Any philistine that tamper with my devotion, shows the value of their time; my destination is inevitable, detours never put me in the position to ever run behind. I am focused…
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Break*
“A still tongue makes a wise head.” Do much thinking before you do much talking.” – ALFRED J. PARKER My Name is Shakia* the names we use create life experiences – and mine has created a kindred nature with the desire to associate in friendship and understanding both socially and in the business world. Peaceful…
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Story Time…
The will to conquer is the beginning of the victory ~Europa, Ki Wi Being Thought About.. What if it was true? Getting a little technical about that statement. Everyday, it really doesn’t matter who it is I’m thinking it could be; all I know is I wonder, “I wonder if they’re thinking about me?” Sounds…
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intent*
This won’t kill me, but it will unlock me! Confrontation precedes elevation; you cannot conquer what you don’t confront! – Unknown
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unto me*
I am positioning my thoughts on paper, exploring my mind with help from my savior… there’s a specific mentality I want to maintain, doing my best not to make the same mistakes again… overwhelmed by the lack of faith, but doing above and beyond for my peace sake – no more, will I walk eggshells…
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empty*
promises are made by swearing on life, but lying about it only brings death; count your blessings, because in your lungs there still is breath
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soar*
mustard seed faith, will follow my namesake; i am powerful with superpowers, and i don’t need a cape! i soar through the sky without wings – I still have the ability to fly, and it’s a blessing. locking my eyes on accomplishments, that’ll be well worth the compliment.
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