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on June 02, 2018

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Heart of Stone

We've all had our unfair share of heart breaks; the now or former little pieces of your heart shattered all about. But what concerns me is what you did after that... Did you use the temporal glue of revenge on your Ex to rush into something else while unhealed or did you use inferior materials of love to pump your heart back up. Yes my heart has been broken before; while I was 16 and I feel you judging and questioning me, it was real,maybe not as deep as I understand love to be now; but I'd rather be with him talking about how the sun shines perfectly and making videos of us brushing our teeth. It was not till after this I understood why parents urge their offsprings to wait till they are old enough, not that age makes your heart resistant to heart break but then you're well aware of the damaging effects. I know I wasn't a trophy girlfriend back then as all that bothered me was my next shortbread moment; but he was lax too. When I fall in love it's inte

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He was my hallelujah, the answer to my prayers, and the reason behind the 7 scars spread across my body. He would lift up holy hands to heavens, and lay them so violently on me. “I love you” he said at dawn and “oh don’t cry my love, I’m sorry” as the sun set. And for every time he laid his hands on me, my heart broke a piece; because how can you claim to love someone and cause them so, oh so much pain. But listen, wait! what if he was trying to help me become stronger, you know make me ready for life’s battles and all the uncertainties it comes with. I mean what love is perfect, right? How didn’t I see a pattern here, that I was giving and giving all of myself till I was parched and got not a drop of love back in return, is this what love has become to me? A pool of pain to drown in and only come up for love as little gasps of air; but he loves me I promise he does. So I guess living in pain and constant fear is a small price to pay to be with the love of my life.

BEHIND BARS

Not sure I'd be leaving any time soon,the bars of iron are stronger than my frail mind can bend, the prison stench strong enough to dampen my thoughts. Oh my *sigh*,I might be stuck here longer than my flesh can take. Stuck behind these bars of feigned impossibilities. The only voice that constantly speaks to my head multiplies the feelings of emptiness I already drown in. Nothing good can come out of me I guess. I know I should be something more, I just know it,but how do I go about it. Darkness has flooded my foresight,my future is empty,I have nothing to build into it,not even Lego's. Oh but if I could stretch my mind coupled with my somewhat buried GOD endowed capabilities I could unlock this prison door. Now I'm stuck, stuck because I let negativities spewed out from supposed friends mouth drown my worth, Stuck because I allowed what everyone said about me build a sphere of operation in my life now I'm stuck behind bars, a remedy in v

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