We can't see our path is different than others and not intertwined that's why we keep deweling on what we can achieve based on what and how sombody does something....ur capable of finding your way no matter how long it takes...
#build_ur_ways
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I wish u knew my thoughts I tell nobody about...
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When the reason ur breathing now feels like an endless battlefield with all this tests u are facing all u wanna do is scream, take it all on this words ur spitting....fighting with ur senses with questions u couldn't answer asking only why? am i the only one feeling like this...dead inside?
#the_others
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We can't stop the game; so we might as well play it...
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He said 'i love you more than anything'
she replied 'do u know what my super power is'
He said 'No'
she replied 'detecting a bs from a mile away'😶

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How will u ever know
If am lying or not
If i tell u i wait for ur reply everynight
& that Ur the expensive thing on my list
How will u ever know
If i ever miss ur presence
& U mean more to me unlike everything else
How will u know if its true
If i tell u how i feel
How do u know if am lying or not
Just cuz i needed to get ur attention
How will u Differentiate the excuses i make
To take advantage
That i want ur money and cars
And the fancy stuff u have
Not the thing u call love and commitment
Down the path of vows ;Shorter than our lives
I guess u will never know
If am lying or not...

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What if u are not scared of anything, when ur actually the serial killer of ur story and the hunter behind every fear and not that scared little girl who is afraid of the dark and bathroom halls .
What if water drops of a bathroom at night making echoic sound is no longer a trigger of ur anxiety. Walking at night and ur shadows making all the different forms of shape which no longer looks like u yet an alien from a different space; was it suppose to be scary? And if ur not? Why? May be cuz ur behind every death at night. The death of ur anxiety, fears, insecurities and vulnerable sides all over powered by ur little secrets that was hidden under that soft little skin yet what is behind those eyes is a rage filled, angry, mad and crazy soul capable of destroying what is find infront her. That is what should be scared of not the walking who dares to commit crime but that deep secret of yours that nobody knows that u are capable of doing something despicable. That fire on stand by to explode and brust out is only waiting a trigger for a catastrophic damage. So don't let it be you dont let it burn you. Ur soul has more value and delicacy ;protect it.
#_secrets_
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I hate picturing my anger as an old lady screaming between my ears but that is exactly how it feels. My rage burning the inside of my stomach causing the ache that feels like am about to explode. My thoughts are unease wrestling my mind i cant control the twisted twirl of spiking ,confusing words my subconscious is spitting. I can't , can't, can't, be like this, something i can't control, something that hurts me and people around me. I can't feed this fire that urges to control everything , wishes to destroy those who can't stay in line. I mastered to hide everything ,everything that is emotional ,everything that could destroy me and a trigger that strike me. Yet incase it happens don't stand next to me , leave my site till the burned cools,the aching heals , the fire is put out ; for ur own sake...
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.or maybe am just hypoglycemic 😁 it usually happens a lot.
#_the_fire_queen
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Something feels thight under my chest , something squeezing, discomforting yet knowing where its coming from am not alarmed and i wanted for that feeling to stay just a little longer. My heart is pounding, my mouth dry cuz i have been swallowing and my lips can't say a word and all he ever did say was 'hey?' And my world is collapsing already. I can't move, cant speak yet i don't want him to think am a mute, freak or insane so i decided to speak before he thinks something worse i mumbled 'i have to go' and left him where he is standing. And never saw him again.
#_first_sight
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What if my grief is darker than the color of my skin. What if the agony is killing me inside boiling every inch of my body causing the ache of pieces of my soul to be shredded into millions. What if the darkness is consuming me into silence while my mind is screaming inside yet can be heard because it is concealed around this pity sorrow everybody is giving me. What if waking up every morning feels like am out of breath and can't control the gasping that stays till my tears roll over my dry skin because i have been crying all day. What if all i see is shades of gray just like an old movie, what if i can't sense the presence of life in my body, what if the root cause of my rage is all because of loosing my person i could never get back. All i ever tried was push that energy dragging me down but all i was ever doing was stumble into everything that reminds me of him. We never knew it yet the source of our love is also our greatest loss.
#_unspoken_words
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I have never felt the need to pray for the rain to drop on me till am soaking wet yet When everything feels heavy and i craved for that smoke to be lifted. thinking of walking in a quiet night and breathing deep till i feel the cold pierce into my heat and just when cloud plans to let it drop that is when it hit me ; i am 'overwhelmed' every single new change brings about a different spark yet variety forms, so i really want the rain to hit hard and maybe then nobody will notice my scream or rolling tears and maybe just maybe i will feel some kind of relief.
#_heavy_drops
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CONTINUE...

Unexpectedly the next time i saw him it was a few days later, he came closer to shake my hand and this time i was not hesitant. I shake his hands and it won't be exacerbating when i say his skin was softer than a sponge even better than how my hands feel. So smooth and soft that i hated it lasted only a few seconds ; and That same exact touch left me lost in him.
#_the_hand_shake
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I meet his eyes and his gaze was everything ;he swallowed twice before i could reach the end of the stairs. I was wearing red dress thight to my body beside the way he is staring at me he looked like he had x-ray visions, my mind is thinking i was overdressed . My hair was pulled up and some messed up and rested on my back with a beautiful necklace he bought for me last summer. I was a bit nervous that night ;as i finished going down he waited till i get close to him. He grabbed my arms and pull my body closer to him and lean towards my ears taking a deep breath smelling the perfum i got on and whispered 'they will love u' as if he could tell i was nervous adding ' if only there was no plans tonight...' giving me that smerking smile and kissing my chicks i felt my skin blush ;then he added ' u look utterly beautiful' his touch, his smile, his gaze gave me all the answers i needed; he makes me calm.
#_meeting_the_in_laws
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finally!!
U made me feel like human
JUST to end up lossing you
This is the last i will ever see u
having been shown everything
U forgot to show me; how to live without u...
#_a_little_darker
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explode it did
Just like i feared
It brought a shed of gray
Not black not white
relief got released
Outcome proving me right
Am glad i did
Did what i can only write
Finally blurt it out
Even if it meant to lose
Lose what gave me light when it was dark
Maybe i was wrong
Wrong to say it out loud
What good did it serve
When I have a lose not a gain
Yet explode it did
What bad did it serve
If am GLAD i did
_glad_
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Putting an ink on a sheet of paper feels more alive than texting on a phone or a computer. Something about your handwriting the way it interpret your thoughts and mood even when they are meaningless and bizarre gets you thinking why am i obsessed??
_writing_junkie
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