"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Deep down inside, we've all done things we wish we haven't done. Moments had where our character is out of control while our inner children yell for help. And, it feels so difficult to sit down, breathe and just listen. But, regardless of any matter, I believe we all have the ability to change. Problem... Continue Reading →
Poetry is everything. A world of observation all throughout history. Current life. While looking deep within Heart, Soul and spirit. A 'sentence' is a thought imprisoned in a 'timeline' of Death. Reawakened by our need to just, 'Know'. Giving birth to ideas, Leading to actions that make or break us...
Divination is futile with full control over Present time. A power capturing events of the future as long as you have rule over your reactions in the face of temptations. And, That's what bothers me... Because, At times I feel as if I have no control. Berating the Angel on my shoulder by giving in... Continue Reading →
She was my rebus of love during battle. Her sweet memory brought back every flavor that used to hug my taste buds with pure joy. Dreaming about those eyes angelic eyes, My life was suddenly clearer. But, Isn't this trip through memory lane inside of my head a distraction? The invulnerable boulder in the middle... Continue Reading →
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