I hear the warriors crying out in broken words, but free. All for love, they call upon, the power to rescue me.
Poetry-The Warriors Cry
Their Addiction ~ My Journey, “Fleeing the Prison”
You cannot love others as yourself if you do not love yourself first.
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A Safer Soul
Through the storm..We can find peace.
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Bipolar Life- From Feeling Nothing to Feeling Christ
In today's world, it is not uncommon for feelings to rule. If I look back on my life, it has been this way for a long time. I cannot say it was always this way. Generations before me experienced feelings in situations, dealing with them, then letting them go. Life went on, and hurt or …
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Poetry- Souls Retreat
..take this world, and give me Jesus..
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My Memories -Choices Matter
The most powerful words in existence are choice and choose. These two words lend to every triumph and trial we face.
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My Memories- Chosen Self
The athlete, the competitor, flaunter, tease, academic, worker, they all found time to be present. In experiencing life with all these spirits, I learned a great deal about compassion, pain, and cries from within. What others didn't see, I saw magnified.
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My Memories – Do I Know You?
While something stirs within, a roar of silence overcomes the whisper of hope. This is it. The hand is dealt, the time has come, you lose.
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Poetry- Resolved In Fire
Conversations cease
In quiet ravines
And distance closes gaps.
I am Pluto.
You the sun.
To address how far we've run.
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Poetry – Lost in Change
Observations.
