tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42025557979046932212012-01-07T18:59:17.241-05:00"OUT OF THE OVERFLOW OF THE HEART, THE MOUTH SPEAKS"Kionna Shanicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12467182336250487147noreply@blogger.comBlogger2401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4202555797904693221.post-80763279696769876242010-10-01T00:33:00.003-04:002010-10-01T00:38:16.878-04:00

Anchored in love Tied to you Tangled in seaweed What can I do I've tried to break loose I've tried to be free But every time I escape This current keeps holding me And bringing me back Right back to you I want to breathe What can I do To get to the top To escape your hold To decide for myself Whether I stay or go Anchored in love Lost and alone Because I wouldn't mind going through this If I

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What I want, I don't need. I feel like Paul, in the Gospel of Romans, I cant stop this greed! the green monster in me, supersedes.... the hope of the seed of destiny, that lies within me. Oh wretched me!! how do I fight? how can I win? What do I posses, that can withstand.... this battle of the wills, that goes hard and deep.... this combat within the myelin sheaths.... who can set me free?

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unknowingly unintentionally unmistakeingly you entered my mind undeniably undoubtedly unquestionably you sparked a fire unequivocally undubiously impeccably we became intertwined indefensibly indisputably indeed your love is required.

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why wear hope when there's only despair? why wear courage when im brimming with fears? why make the world brighter when its naturally dark? and why pretend everything's great when all faith is lost? i put on my shades because blindness is bliss. i can pretend your kisses are sincere and your words are not just what i wanna hear i can live in the moment and not later regret and i can

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its called instinct for a reason, you know.....that, "uhh uhhh" that whole......"DON'T DO IT!!!" that....."this is gonna end badly" voice in your gut?! yupp....thats it :) but emotion.... that motherfucker. its strong....perhaps stronger. but not always better. i wish i would've listened to instinct..... but sometimes i guess i just enjoy bumping into the brick wall, its not like i

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void of the touch that bestows untold healing to my person a place where only your design fits searching hoping knowing, i mean fully aware-- of my own emptiness.

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why is it we are able to hold onto what we want someone to be, what someone once was or what we percieve them to be with so much strength? why is is after heartbreak and disappointment, weeks, months, in some cases even years can go by but somewhere deep inside (if we are able to be honest with ourselves) we still have a mustard seed of hope that that person could actually change and become the

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you do what i wish i was selfish enough to.... thats why i envy you. you represent the side of me... that i wouldnt dare be, publically. and i love you, for who you are, because you're apart of me.

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somtimes...... you just gotta let the pain run through your veins sometimes..... you just gotta let shit GO! sometimes.... no matter how bad you want it, you have to recognize its no good for you and sometimes.... you have to just wait on the Lord to see you through. sometimes..... you have to accept that things are not always gonna be fair and sometimes..... no matter how bad you want a person,

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as a stranger walks by a sweet aroma fills the air and takes her back...back...back....there she inhales and allows the smell to guide her mind her heart racing too because everything in her is reacting to this fragrance that is not so new so many emotions tied into this very moment so many thoughts and memories its amazing how after all these years of progression in one swift wift she still ends

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one thing i've learned to grow accoustumed to is instant gratification. i think it would be pretty much safe to say, i'm a spoiled brat. some things that i consider a "rough" situation to go through, would pretty much be a walk in the park for some people. i've been blessed, and while i dont downplay my struggles and the things i have been through, i dont take my fortunace for granted either.

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lost words consumed in emotion misplaced phrases covered in commotion undiscovered thoughts hiding below doubt knocking on the door of my subconcious begging to be let out

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i shed a single tear because I'm not strong enough to cryi shed a single tear for the pain and the liesi shed a single tear for all the lost timei shed a single tear because its so hard to say goodbyei shed a single tear because i lost some friendsi shed a single tear because no one will ever understandi shed a single tear because the bitterness is making itself at homei shed a single tear

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"They Say" birds of a feather flock together.Sometimes I look around and realize I am surrounded by the most selfish people I've ever met in life.I question why I even bother to continue with the aggravation of putting up with these individuals.Then I wonder am I obliviously the same way?just a thought.

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staring into the abyssthe perplexities of lifebecame simplicityhiding behind your liesmade you uglyi loved uglytruth showed your beautyI've never adore beautiful people,damn you.FUCK THIS!!i miss the outcast that you werei love the darknessthe mystery in your eyesi fell in love with lies.

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i am pulsingand warmtender and readyfor loveto give loveto receive lovei am openbut if i let you in too easilyi am sure to regret iti am cautiousbut i want to give you pleasuretake you to euphoriaand never let you down againi am eageri want you to touch me.....deeplytouch me.....softlytouch me......thereummmmmm yeeeeaahhh baby,riiiiiiggghhhttt there.I'm sure you'll make your markyou coming real

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if you take me to the moonbaby leave me right thereamongst the heavens so sereneamongst the creatures never seenamongst the stars that gleamif you take me to the moon....if you take me to the moon.....if you take me to the moon,i may never leave.

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you sit so high,majestically.my joys and pains,you always see.but even past me,you see all things.because you sit so high,majestically.sometimes i wonder how can i reach you,or if you can hear me?when the clouds above me,are but the dust of your feet.I'm so glad,you breathed into me.

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truly deceitfulit grips youand hugs youmakes you feel warm and welcomedbut at the same time criticizes youfor who you areand entices youmakes you crave itmakes you feel you belongbut at the same time pushes you into a cycle of harmself inflicted wounds scar your mindyour body is damaged to matchyour soul sinks into the grimeyou need what you hateyou hate what you needbut the darkness is the only

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when you look in the mirror,what do you see?i see big ugly flaws,staring back at MEbut the me that they're staring atshe is real and trueshe is lovingshe is honestshe is not perfectbut she is beautifulinside and out.she doesn't have to convince herself of thatshe knows.and they know it too.

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to be constantly erasedis the worst kind of painno excuse or 'reason'can suffocateto be looked over and forgottenbecause your 'out of sight'does more than hurt your confidenceit does something to your mindto be consistently ignoredis like picking a fresh scabbed soreto watch the blood ooze from memust not even phase youthis tradition has been honoredthrough my entire lifeso don't even feel bad,

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there's always ways of improving a thing, yourself even, but when is the right time for that improvement? waiting until something is in shambles to repair it seems rather foolish, and then there's the famous quote, "if its not broke dont fix it." i use to agree with this notion but now sometimes i wonder...do we just use that as an excuse for our laziness or is it ok to be content with something

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divuldged in a world ,so simple and sweet.yet anchored in hatred,twisted so deep.you wonder how i can understand?i live on both sides of the fence.convining and evil,yet the most loving and sincere.both honest, its almost impossible for anyone to understand.but even more rare, for anyone to get near.

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it came to me.just as quick as it left.must've struck something in me,because it made me better.must've hit hard,because it made me cry.must've been intentional,because thats the only way possible.then it left gracefully,so much so i dont miss it...but cant forget it.must've hit my brain,cuz it went straight to my heart.it was beautiful.it made me appreciate.no, nothing in general...just

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time is but an illusion, for every second that you are alive is "now". are you missing your now because you are stuck in yesterday?its amusing....almost...when you go over the account of Adam and Eve in the bible. it teaches us so much about living in the "now".everyday God visited them in the garden and everyday they fellowshiped with him; until sin.when Adam and Eve sinned they hid, like many

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raised edges...you against the world?nah.never.its only persepective,but no one can save you.so just dont do it...you know what it is.because in the end,its only gonna die anyways.

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BUILDING COLLAPSINGDISSOLVINGNONEXISTENTBUILDINGBUILDINGBUUUIIILLLLDDDIINNGGGGI CAN FEEL THE EARTH SHAKINGITS BUUIILLLDDDINNGGERRRRUUUUUPPPTTTIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG....GAH!!THE PLEASURE!!!!!!!THE PAIN.THE SILENCE.....the silence.the pain.the pleasure.its building.please take the walls down.COLLAPSINGNONEXISTENTbuilding.shaking.breakthroughtwo steps back.here we go again.

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kiss me hereignite the firetouch me thereuuummm baby take me higheras your soft tonguecaress my skini know nothingas your hard body warm my delicate curvesi know nothingteach me teach meteach mei know nothing

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so much is being said,but the depiction of words...assumed.suggested.hypothesized.none of them necessarily correct.but silence...oh silence!!some despise you,for you speak many truths.some call you golden,but they dont know your true value.but i,yes, i.just love to sit...and listen.

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look at me imstandingall alonestandingin the rainstandingon my own standingim finallystandingproud because imstandinghumbled for im standingbroken but imstandingbecause imstandingstandingstanding tall and strong imstandingopenly flawed imstandingfinally free imstandingfacing truth imstandingcoping and hoping im standingwith a childlike spirit imstandingrelentlessly standingstandingstandingagain i

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have you ever followed your friends?i have.sometimes its not the greatest idea.we've always heard the phrase "birds of a feather,flock together", in most cases its true and in some...not so much. I've always been the type of person who can hang with or really i should say "get along with" just about anyone. i don't necessarily have to have anything in common with an individual to be friendly with

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have you ever just sat and reminisced?i have.it can be so bitter sweet.memories are so precious, especially because when we think back on our life we don't remember entire events...we recall moments, and those moments serve us in our "memories" of things.as of lately my memories have been haunting me. i tried to run from them, they chased me. i tried to confront them, they bit me. now, i am

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have you ever been in love?i have.its one of the best feelings in the world.love is one of those things that's like an idea, a feeling, an action lol..its like everything and once your apart of it. its consuming. its like your temporarily insane or something.but I'm not talking bout that type of love even though its one of the most precious things in the world. i was lost in self love....doesn't

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have you ever felt alone?i have.its one of the worst feelings for me.its not like i dont know i have people who love and care about me, because i know i do...and i appreciate them deeply. but i still feel....alone. separated. isolated.a great deal of it could, well is, majorly due to the fact that i am.since May i havent seen or hung out with any of my friends. the only real socialization i get

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a path was set before us the day we were blessed to be put on this earth..and even before it was given to us, it was chosen for us. it is true that it is up to us to choose how many detours we take and how long it takes us to arrive at our promised land(or -if- we ever get there), but it is there.... and its already prepared for us. it is also true that the obstacles on our path are there for a

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i often go backto the place that we first meti often go backbecause those moments were reali often go backbecause the memories still give me chillsi often go backback backsometimes i lay awake at nightwondering if i'll ever hear your voice againif i'll ever feel your touchif you think about me this muchor am i just foolishly lost in what wasbecausei often go backto that place where i fell in

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I read this quote from a friend and i really agree with it. But it made me wonder, is it better to be "in love" with someone or to just love them?"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.

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i crave the way it held me closewith its strong arms,whispering sweetly in my earsoftly caressing my dreamsrocking me with its warm melodiesand then...it drops me.with just as much intensity that it held me with,and when i hit the bottom..I'm completely shattered,ripped,torn apart.the parts of me that were tied to it--annihilated.so at first...yes, i wept.for the pain was too much to bare.and

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its the one thing that makes you wanna throw in the toweland be done with it foreveryet when its goodyou'll change who you arejust to be apart of itits the type of thing that's a movement throughout the agesmoving so steady and smoothlyyet the smallest glitch in itcauses the biggest explosionsdivisionsbreecheswe've ever feltknownever been shownyeah we can see itbut no its not tangibleyet we can

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he told me to be stillhe told me to just waithe told me its oksometimes we all breakhe told me im still beautifulhe told me one day i would seehe told me i was uniqueand it was ok to be mehe told me to stay quiethe told me to be gratefulhe told me to my time was comingand he's more than ablehe told me and told meand told me how things would bebut i guess i had to bump my headjust to see clearly.

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What is polycystic kidney disease? And why should you care about it?Polycystic kidney disease (PKD) is one of the most common life-threatening genetic diseases, affecting more people that Down syndrome, cystic fibrosis, muscular dystrophy and sickle cell anemia - combined.Currently there is no treatment and no cure… But there is hope.We, team merry muffins, are using our hope to make a difference

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rarehim and hernot her and himas in her and himbut him and herhim holding herhim looking at herwith adoration in his eyesseeing himself in herdreaming of their days to comenot running from herrespecting herloving herwithout limitstrusting herbelieving in herrarehim and hernot her and himas in her and himbut him and herhim holding hernever harming her purposelybecause she is apart of himand he

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it was unique.so hard to come across.it was beautiful.in every way imaginable.it was sincere.and true.but it was never tried.and once it was,it was broken.

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where i stand today is strategici will not moveand i will continue to be patienti will love and not ask for love in returni will appreciate and i will not complaini have faithit wavers but it is faith nonetheless it is good enough for God if it is the size of a mustard seedso where i stand is strategici will not feari will not regreti will learn from my surroundingsi will seek wisdom and

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ensconcedstaringin utter disbeliefshockedunable to moveif i wanted tocant speakor thinkthe only thing i can dois feelso deeppast my heartor my mindits in my soul,the pressure.building...building!!!!BUILDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!then it stops.just like that,imcementedstaringin aweBOOM,clarity.

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lay your head on my shoulderlet me feel the weight of your thoughtsallow me taste the bitternes of your contempmentgive me permission to seek the perplexitygrant me access to your bewildermentshow me the avenue to your adorationi want to know your private contemplationsi want to be the one you lean onso lay your head on my shoulderentrust me with sanction to love.

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sometimes i wonderif i were dead tomorrowwould anyone really miss me?miss ME like -I- miss them TODAYalthough i am still presentbut not presentonly in the physicalbut not in the spiritfor i am a shellbut the joyous laughand the spring in stepdisapatedso i wonderif i were deceasedwho would miss me?and WHY would they miss mefor although i am present in the physicali am not in spiritfor i am a

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do you remember the very first time you ever saw someone?i do.it was in passing.i honestly don't think he even noticed me.but he caught my eye something serious.not because he was the best looking,although he is cute.but it was much deeper than looks.i cant explain it.and most likely i never will be able to...but it was something magnetic,yes, cliche, but at first sight.do you remember the very

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i woke up todaythinking i was robbedmy strength for your frail bonesmy thick locksfor your weavemy pride in my curvesfor your insecuritiesmy sense of selffor your confusionmy couragefor your dastardlinessmy intelligence for your ignorancemy eloquencefor your inarticulatenessi woke up today thinking i was robbedcuz the reflectionin the mirrorwasn't me.but YOU...never robbed me.these heirlooms,i

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its not that i don't need youlike need you, need youbut its not until i need youlike cant go on without youlike you help my heart beatyou set my soul freelike you are my everythingyeah,its not til then that i realizethat i love youi meanREALLY REALLY love youits not untilI'm ready to make a total and COMPLETE fool of myselfthat i realize that i need youlike need you, need youlike cant go on

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you pulled me out of this placethis place so darkand damp from my tearssmothering...because of my fearsyou jerked me outno matter how grueling the painbecause it wasn't my permanent stayand you know there was better for mebut you did allow me to fallbecause you know the lessons i would learn thereyou allowed me to stumblebut you never left meyou only watched meand then you came and got melover of

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i love who you arelike thatsilly funny way you fix your face sometimesand like how you throw ya head back when you laughand you knowthe way you take things waaayyyy to seriously sometimes?yeah, i love that.and how you have enough yet not enough pridethat you can admit your mistakes even though you have a hard head [laughs]yeah, its little things like how you always seem to be thinking the same

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i know how it feels...to be brokenmisunderstoodcompletely destroyedi know how it feels...to destroyto braketo misunderstandi know how it feels...to be lovedadoredcherishedi know how if feels...TO chersihTO loveTO adorei know how it feels...but sometimes i can't remember.damn.

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strongmahoganytasty if i add to youthe sweeter you getand the more delicious...i want to drink you inand lick the brim of my abundant lips for any lingering trace of youit encourages me to desire moreto enhale your smellto fein for your warm touchto dream of you for nights to cometenaciousbrownenticingUMMM !!

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amid where i regret and where i hope to bethe tranquility that transcends is far beyond menot hoping for the futurefor the stress of whats to comeno longer fearful of the pastfor it assist no onemy thoughts are stable herethey accept and understandmy heart is whole and fullit takes and it can giveamid where i regretand where i hope to bei am hereand it is a gift.

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sicksmashinglovely sightdisasterouswonderfulpersonal phlightmy obessiondesirecritical needhow could you be the thing thats killing mewhile all the while setting me free

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it was a beautiful dayeven the birds wanted to playi saw the love reflect in your eyesand thats when i knew i was your sunshinewe were driving by the park randomlyand although we were both grown it was calling us inthere was nothing else to do so we wentand i'll never forget the moments we spent in itpicking blades of grass and slidin down kiddie slideslookig at the cloudsand staring into each

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articulation is not always in tactchipped at the tooth at timesnot quite at perfection yetbut i'll be beautiful in timejust watch if you dont believei know im a wreck at the momentand ive hurt a few on my way to the topbut thats all apart of growingi say my apologies when theyre dueand i keep going on minding minei search for truth at every stopand i pray to keep climbing highhigher and higher as

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my notebookits always been my first loveits never judged, not onceit just listensway back in middle schoolwhen i thought i was in lovemy notebook knew all my secretsand never told a soulit knew what he wrote me in a note that dayand what i giggled and wrote backit knew how my mom made me madit knew all of thati knew what nights i snuck out of the housei knew when i no longer wanted to liveit knew

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sometimessometimes i want to be around youbut sometimes you make me crysometimes i wonder if we'll make it through thisand sometimes its like 'why even try'sometimes you lift me upand others you make me feel so bad about myselfsometimes your my reason to live a better lifeand others your bad for my healthsometimes i think that you actually love meand sometimes i know thats a thing of the

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love there are so many things i can say about youthere are so many things that i feelthere are so many definitions that pertain to youyou can break down and you can healyou have the power to bring about so much hateyou have the power to bring about the highest joyyou have the power to create i have experienced your power to destroylovethere are so many things i can say about youthere are so many

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wrapped in your notestaken away in your melodiesyour sweet tempo drives me into memoriesyour unforgetable words are divineoh how i love to wake to your voiceearly in the morning before i open my eyesits like you know the thoughts of my headand see the struggle through my eyeswrapped in your notestaken away in your melodiesyour sweet tempo drives me into memoriesyour unforgetable words are divine

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you sit in the sky so beautifullyyour majesty is impliedyour royalty never deniedyour light never cease to shinei dont know when the obession began but our attraction can not be confinedwhen you shine your lightit sets free the blindoh how i love to see the darkest daysbecuase i know your moonlight,is not far behind.

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i was just trotting along today, hoping it was gonna go well...trying to push the negative aside and see the beauty in even the mistakes ive made. see im pushing towards an effort to not start brand new but end this season differently than i did the last.as i sat down on the couch just to channel surf i stopped on the tbn network where i usually dont watch because im not impressed by 'church talk

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you will never know how much i love youbecause words will never be able to express that deepyou will never know how much i care for youbecause there is no action that so steepbut i can tell you how much i am proud to be your fruitbecause you raised me so uniqueand i can let you know that i adore you because you are the wave that kept this ship as sea.i would never tell you how much i hurt meto

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words would do it no justice.the brutality is much too deep.the uniqueness is cutting.and salvation does not exist.you must go through this.there is no escape.there is no easy way.you will go through this for others.you will make it through.when you come out on the other side,there will be a reward for you.not one of monetary value,but something way more steep.just keep on going on.because what

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i wont use large words to portray thisor write for lines on endi just want you to know i miss youand cherish you, my friendas i write this i wont lie,the pain is drifting from my eyesand i sniffle back the sorrow from the pain i caused you, my friendsee it took me a while to noticeand i even had some help seeinghow much it meant to have you in my lifeand for us to be friends.one day i looked up

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Fashion is constantly changing as we all know. And, designers have created some revolutionary styles, but I'm starting to believe that celebrities boyfriends are starting to have the upper hand! Once in a while I might see a celeb in what I think is a bizarre ensemble...yet the next day I find myself looking for that exact outfit. To get this look, you simply throw on a button-down shirt (that's

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many people go on and on about forgiveness and theres alot to be said about it, though i don't want to be repetitive i will release whats been on my mind about the concept.i cant speak for everyone but personally forgiveness is something i have always struggled with. when someone hurts me, in any kind of way, it cuts deep because only people close to you can hurt you and i dont let that many

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my eyes have taken the view ofwhat it feels to be blessedmy eyes have watchedhow it feels to be cursedmy eyes have beheldthe poverty of the citymy eyes have experiencedthe riches of the countrymy eyes have feltthe lonliness of the worldbut they have notseenlove.

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Here is what relationship experts think about the tried, but not always true, love sayings.by Stacey Colino1. Say “I Love You” Every DayBarbara De Angelis, personal-development expert: Say it as often as possible. There’s no reason to be emotionally stingy with the person you love.Nancy Kalish, psychologist: I agree that it should be said often, but it should be said sincerely, so it means

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as of lately ive been under tremendous pressure and stress. some branching from my personal life and problems, others stemming from other people that i care about situations. in theory the most stressful things in my life should be coming from the stress of the situations of other people that is having the most barings on me (because i am the person that has the responsibility of taking care of

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anything can be beautiful because although it is cliche-beauty IS in the eye of the beholder; it is not what you look at in life- its what you see. so the next time your walking down thes street or on your way to work or simply just sitting around the house dont judge your surroundings, just see them.i use to judge alot of what i look at...people, places, things based on a preconcieved notion

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I never thought the day would come when I found myself wishing for summer boots — but it has!I love these Minnetonka Three Layer Fringe boots, and so do the celebs. Hilary, Miley, Kate, and LC have all been spotted pairing them with summery attire.If you're looking to be ahead of the celeb trends, check out the new Five Layer Fringe Boots. So cute!And the best part is, these styles are cheap! I

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confined to her own realitiesrecanting the formalities of the world one by one'they' is what she would never be apart of even to those who try to include hersomehow she always managed to stand outthe emos, the poets, the inspirationalthe fly girls, the cool kids, the religiousthe list and labels could continue forever but it wouldnt mattereven to'those' who werent mainstream she didnt fit withif

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when i use to know youlife seemed so differentbut since i no longer know youtheres a tear nothing can mendif i was to be honestyou completed me in some waysbut now that we're pratically strangers somethings will never be the samei know i'll be fine without youive done this beforebut you were truely something specialand i have that no morewhen we converse nowit seems strange to say the leastand a

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After i wrote the last post, "Playing Games", i started playing Bejeweled again and as i played one game after the next after the next i just started noticing little detail in the starting board and how it either did or didnt coinside with my score at the end.Just like in life...sometimes we are dealt the perfect hand for success and depending on our moves we either fail or succeed in completing

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when i was a little younger i use to play solitare to clear my mind...it would always help me concentrate on whatever was goin on around me and what exactly was happening in my life. its funny how games work when you think about it. i was watching one of my favorite shows tonight and one of the main characters were talkin bout the theme 'playin games' (she's a writer on the show); as i left my

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timefour letter wordsaid so oftenbut what does it meanbecause it carries much weightespecially when you have to waitand this precious localeis not one we can escape"three weeks to live""i only cheated once""we just grew apart over time""Im sorry, its too late""you missed the deadline"so many bearings on human lifetrapped inside of itthere's many ideas to maximize itbut none to escape itjust hope

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i was in line for prayer one day, and this young man called out "whats a miracles recipe? somebody help me out !!!" with the urgency in his voice, i couldn't help but forget my issues and ponder the question at hand. "my bills are unpaid," he said, "and I've just lost my job ! my mother is sick, my brother just died and i have no one to call!!" "Is it a sprinkle of hope? a dash of faith? coated

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they say look to your leftthere's always someone worst off than yourselfwhen damn I've been searchingbut i cant see no one elsethis load is getting heavymuch too gruesome to bearso much piling on everydayi don't know how much longer i can lastwith no one to give me reprieveshit, no one even understandsjust giving irrelevant advicethat doesn't even stand a chance"keep ya head up, stay positive"but

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i as i slither under the sheet and lay my head, i cant help but ponder about how many times I've came to a similar bed. but this one is different, quite different from the rest, because I've never done this before with a ring on my hand. i take it off temporarily to see if it'll change the latter regret, and i put it on the night stand, the night stand...my best friend.see me and the night stand

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i wish i could paint the pictureas vividly as i see itmake you feel these emotionsmaybe then you could believe iti mean really see itnot just hear itnot just agree with itbecause this strength that i displayim dumbfounded as when it came into playnever thought that one daymy life could be acted out in a stageplay'backbone' would be the namei can see it in lightsin famebut even then i wonder would

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young girli remember when i was just ayoung girldoing the things that young girls dosince im only 20 some people see me as a young girlbut they dont know what i go throughsome old womendont have to face the challenges i facewhen i was just a young girli saw my whole life ahead of mebut now all i see is realitybecause im no longer ayoung girlbut not quite a young womanor an old ladyoh young

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"it could all be so simple, but you rather make it hard. loving you is like a battle, and we both end up with scars."you,gentle, loving you.hardheaded, stubbornyou.demanding, charming you."rather make it hard"*excerpts from Lauryen Hill, Ex-factor

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if i wouldve ever asked you to staythe thoughts linger no moreif life was that easyit would be quite boringand if love was meant for meif love,if love...was friendship*i was inspired to write this post after watchin a beautifully illistrated dance done to this song, the link to the video is below. give it a look, its worth your time...trust me !*http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Ll9xhRZ5W4

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the warmth that comessurpasses everythingits like the setting sun on a beachor a mothers kiss on the cheekthe tanquility that it bringssurpasses anythingfor a moment i forgetabout lifes heticnessand it lets me know we're the perfect fitbecause its like a puzzles connectwhen you do the simpliest thinglike place your handon my neck

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i like to think about things, i like to write, its apart of the reason i started my blog. i dont know if people read it and not to be ungreatful but i dont really care. i do it because i love it and i hope that if someone falls upon it oneday they will read something they can relate to, something that will in some small way help them.but one thing i was thinking about today and i just have to get

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heartbreak in a relationship is a tricky thing. i think this because heartbreak for a man and heartbreak for a woman are totally different experiences. for a woman its easy but hard to break her heart; women are tough, fighters, sure to make it through just about any situation with the heads held high. men on the other hand are not. I'm not saying this in a bias way, but it is what it is.in a

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i am awarei am aware of the dangeri am alert from the comedyi am aroused by the beautyi am saddened from the misfortunei am joyful for the opportunityi am challenged by the trialsi am lifted by the blessingsi am educated on the rarenessi am amused in the varietyi am excited by the thrillsi am bored with the repetitioni am inspired by the uniquenessi am here.i am aware.i am here.i am.

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cant imagine life without itcant manage life with itchallenges you to new levelstakes you to unprecedented lowsmakes you believe in the intangiblemakes you doubt yourself and the worldpushed you to the threshold of defeatthen lifts you further than cloud ninewhat can i say aboout you ol'faithexcept i hope you grow stronger in time.

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fucked up so many nice thingsseems like whatever she put her hands onsmithers to seamswondering why life diedhiding behind that smile and those eyescouldnt be half the person she once wasbecause beauty lies in youth and thats forgotten ofno longer holds the faith thats life savingsoul changingbecause miracles only exist in childlike eyeseveryone wants to 'grow up'when she just wannt to go back.

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After a conversation with a friend, and thinking about it on my own for a couple days (before this conversation ever happened) ive been thinkin bout love and if we all loved the way God loves us or Christ loves us, loving would hurt alot more.the reason i say this is because apart of loving others is denying yourself. not compeletley throwing yourself away for another person or for people, but

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so many people have so much to say about a short four letter word. its bearings could easily weigh very heavily on some and just as easily have no mass at all to others. in my voyage that i call life, love has been a key necessity. not the "cant live without you" love, not the "i don't ever want it" love, not the "this is so good i actually mean i like it a lot" kind of love.love never was truly

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i looked in the mirror todayits vicious eyes stared back at mei could tell what was on its mindand it could smell my defeati was too vanquished to battleand way too proud to pleaso it reached out its handbut i could not relinquishi second guessed my initial naturewhy would i continue to fight a worthless fight?but to doubt intuition is to doubt one's selfmaybe thats why i could not depart from

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when i looked in the mirrorthere was something distorted i seenI'm convinced it was misconstruedbecause i know she wasn't meher hair was dried and frazzledand mine is my crown and gloryher eyes were sad and weakand mine are a beautiful path in which im blessed to seewhen i looked in the mirrorthere was something distorted i seenI'm convinced it was misunderstoodbecause i know she wasn't meher

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it was hanging on by a threaddangling as the ferocious wind blewtossed and turned as it showed its strengthand its will to make it throughbeaten up by the trials of lifetold to hold on it would eventually see the lightbut things digressed instead progressand all it felt was more and more stresson the threshold of giving up yet not wanting to be looked at as weakon the brink of a breakthroughbut

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if i could i probably wouldbring down a star just for youif i could i probably wouldgive you the world for what i've put you throughif i could i probably wouldshed a tear for every day i dont see youif i could i probably wouldsoak in your air so i could breathe it tooif i could i probably wouldnever go a day without youif i could i probably wouldtell you that im in love with youif i could i

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I LOVE MY BAYBEE BOO

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warm,comforting,soothing,tantalizing,encouraging,tranquilizing,picturesque,sanity.where are you?

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