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Category: Blogger & Writer

‘Lament,

In the end of my reckoning and in between my dawn of faith have I been in my reality of rain. But, what if your world wasn’t all the beauty that you ought to see as we are connected in eternal pain. I slow dance with hope and fear where I balance with the night…
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‘Mischievous,

This was my time where I would be the conqueror of a shallow endless prime. Hear my song as I walk down my passage where They sang for me to prolong. I Ought to be the one of the mischievous mind to as I dine with lectre I swim with my black swan aligned. When…
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‘Explicare,

The dawn of faith mares of the night. The wonders of demise follows the darkness of light. Danger and dagger hidden behind my fright. I sleep and fall with my cloak as I waltz in delight. The beauty in my nation was the secret in my history. Now I leap with my era yet not…
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‘Cozen,

With my mercy I conquer their hope for my land. Endless beings walking down with their messy hearts hand in hand. Where they sang their lullaby for their freedom to demand. They are my symphony waltzing down over the hills and sand. Behold that rhythm over their melody, thus, they are forsaken and free. With…
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‘Grievous,

What my reflection bore even in the last hour have I been guided to roar. Among myself I wander with my path there I wonder the beauty of my breath. To swell under my realm I spread my wings over my death. Where my moon was as bright as the darkness therefore, that said moon…
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‘Jouissance,

Now I may forgive my past as I sought from above. To flee with my world I reflect with my broken dove. Where everything had to be forever I believed in this undying selflove. As I fall from the sky, glued to the night, I shattered in broken prime. With this art in my heart…
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‘Tranquility,

As If it was true as if it was spoken too. To swear, to bow and to be an ode to you. I prayed my prayers To my saviour in miscue. Lost in my words and forgiven in my heart. The only one thing that could keep me true. OH ‘tears of the sky, wherefore…
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‘Latent,

Within the darkness of the shadows I spy with my little eye the truth of my strangers and the lie of my peers. To what I behold shallow I speak with no tongue, but only with the truth. Thus, with that spoken cloud I see the stars and enemies looming with prejudice as I got…
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‘Altruism,

I Am My mother, I Am My Nature. I Am In the air, I Am In the Inhalation. You and I, the start of this creation, had to be on this ongoing time. In sorrow and forgiveness we plea for our elation. The all time classic lullaby, between fiction and agnation. My earth, beyond my…
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‘Luscious,

Now I am alone where I ponder of the death. Between heaven and hell I inhale my last breath. My earth, my heart and my vein connect with your blooming rose. The smell of defeat conquers with your unwritten prose. With my both hands I pray with my saviour as they demolish my sacred meadows.…
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‘Decandent,

With my bare feet I walk over my earth. Now I feel the cold linger through my water. One with my mother and in sorrow with my stream. That was my happiness thus, she walked in between. How come I was afraid for the undeniable if the world was not afar? I sought and…
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‘Pride,

My earth, I solum swear to sleep with you in my heart. Like death I felt my dying rhyme skip that hollow vain, now I speak with no breath; “With nothing but emptiness, hope and hollowness I walk down my lane and swim throughout your vein. They laughed to my depart, but now, with music…
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3000 gratitudes

If I ever had to believe the person that I used to be, the person that would always doubt his ability and never trust his strength , than I would have never believed that I would reach 3000 Followers on my blog. Yes, some are true and some are not, but one thing is for…
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‘Tr&wCuba,

HELLO, CUBA Just one Cuban away, My rose igniteAs those thornsTwinkle like light.Endless hope wandersThrough my mind,Where I have loveFor my rare kind. I SPY WITH MY LITTLE EYE; Conquer & Hope Had to be my reasonAnd my desire as I elope.Kisses and dreamsThose are hiddenBetween my lost envelope. It’s time for the misfits…
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‘WTAMA, Kamelia.

‘Writers History,
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