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Shut It Down
Shut down the sadness
The loneliness
The worry
All of the rage
The hurt and the fear
There isn’t any need
You shouldn’t want any of it
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Dear Self, I believe in you
The mistakes I have made don’t define me; they are just part of my progress. I recognize what my goals are now. I am positive that I can make it.
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Dancing Through The Rain
Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it is always about learning to dance in the rain. We need first to embrace the challenge and believe that it will end wonderfully.
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A Letter to the Person I Hate
I hate you. You may not know this but sooner or later you will. I don’t want to see you or be with you because you’re spoiling my limelight.
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A Letter for My Future Self
And dearest self, it’s not bad to be good to yourself, so please always love yourself especially whenever you’re feeling some insecurities, and doubts on your self, please, just please, appreciate and love yourself.
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What people say while you live is no match to what they’ll say when you’ve passed
That despite all the struggles and failures, the criticisms, the eyebrow-raising, eye-rolling, and all the name-calling, I choose to be happy. And that’s what matters.
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Weapon of Choice
Communication is the cornerstone of expression, so what happens when someone removes all forms of communication as their weapon of choice in order to extract themselves from the corner that they deny even being in?
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Sorry My Future Me
These past few days I have always thought of quitting because there’s nothing going on in my way. I feel so depressed because I can’t understand a little thing and all I know to stop this is to quit it.
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Spend it like you mean it
I was addicted to gadgets. From smartphones to cameras, phone accessories to personal computers and gaming consoles. I was in an exciting yet dangerous freefall. I only realized it when I maxed out my credit card.
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The Bride Groom
I backed away in sheer horror while he advanced towards me, I looked around me for means to escape, he was between me & the door.
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Chartreuse as a Feeling
I regret,
like coiled flowers, I burst when loosed,
but the loosing is part of who I am