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Protecting joy
Read more: Protecting joyJoy wishes to be shouted from the rooftops not trampled in the gutters Joy yearns for the unconditional warmth of the sun not to be sentenced to the shadows But I have this joy in my heart which cannot be shared It is unwise to share it It is unwise to shout and dance and…
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Why can’t I be like her?
Read more: Why can’t I be like her?Why can’t I be like her? That pretty girl with diamond earrings and a necklace to go with it Why can’t I be like her? Because I have no tattoos nor piercings covering my body Why can’t I be like her? The better question is why is it always someone else and never me I…
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Dad
Read more: DadHe is all of me and none of me He is religion like god He is the hand that gives and the hand that takes He is the reason for my love of a war in a galaxy far far away All I wanted was you What a flawed vision I needed glasses but even…
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Three Years of Solitude
Read more: Three Years of SolitudeSolitude changes us. We never get a pick in the type of solitude we endure, only how we respond to it. I could be fighting like hell to hold onto that person I was before entering solitude. Three years… Three fucking years and I was going in circles; repeating the same viscous cycle over and…
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Girls support Girls, but not really…
Read more: Girls support Girls, but not really…Sometimes what you thought was your dream is only a path leading you to a new one. I discovered my true journey through my sorority experience.
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