Endless Stream Of Unrefined Words.

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

Letter to Marriage

Like every typical girl i've imagined my wedding day, but more so my life as a married woman. I'm certain i'd meet a man who like me would want an uncommon wedding, one that wouldn't allow for the vanity of African parents.

STRENGTH IN DELICACY

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EDIKAN HANSON

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