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Do you ever feel like you can't catch a break.
Misfortunes after the next cause your heart to ache. You beat your self over
the head wondering what you did wrong, deep in your feelings listening to
slow songs.
They say patience is a virtue, well let's test that theory. It's seems hard to
keep faith cause things get so weary. Crying all alone thinking no one can
feel your pain, nobody to talk to feels like your going insane.
The toughest thing to do is to be a tough person, not physically but mentally.
Yet things seem to worsen. Matthew 17:20 says "if you have faith as small as
a mustard seed " you can move mountains. It's from the word of God so I
highly wouldn't doubt it.
Just take heed and don't panic, you give him praise til your enemies can't
stand it. But this was just a little "pick me up" if you were feeling down,
stressed out, worried, upset with a frown. Just have a little faith, the Lord has
your back. Cause one thing he never will do is lack.
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Dear Lil sister. .
Hey pretty girl how you doing these days. How's life treating ya, hope it
hasn't been to cray. I noticed you were down, well how bout u talk to me. I
just wanna uplift ya, see you become who you were born to be. I know your
life has been crazy, Lord knows it to. But all those trials and tribulations
they won't break you. I know you hate that man from your past for touching
you the wrong way, you never told no one n it bothers you to dis day. It
created a dark cloud that covered your heart, now you have trust issues
can't tell the enemies apart. Night after night you pray to God for a fresh
start. Low self esteem, but baby your a work of art. Yeah i know you was
sad growing up without a father. As the years go by life seems to get harder.
I know you wanted that affection, the love you deserve as a daughter. Moma
tried her best but some things sh couldn't have taught ya. I know you wish he
told you, how beautiful you are over n over again. How all of your power
cums from deep within. Those weren't the cards you were dealt so you seek
refuge in other men. Trying to fill that void that has always been missing.
Now your in a situation and too scared to leave cause you think to yourself
nobody will ever love me for me. Countiuosly talking to yourself, and crying
secretly. But baby girl that's a lie I say differently. Your a daughter of a king,
so that makes you a princess. Your father hates to see you cry, that's why he
wants to give you his best. You are heirs of royalty don't u ever forget it. You
ARE victorious let me hear you admit it. Please baby girl don't be another
statistic this world wants to see down, so handle your business. Never follow
the crowd honey be independent. Cause when those checks come in, they'll
have a lot of digits. Always remember to remind yourself how beautiful you
are.I don’t care if your tall, short, white, black or covered in scars. Being
beautiful starts from the heart, so love yourself first. And always know that
the best comes after the worst. Hang in there hun, I know life's a twister. But
you can always count on me. Sincerely your big sister.
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How does it feel to be a Beautiful woman?
So charming in appearance exquisiteness on the max, attractiveness won't
relax, your quite the visual aspect.
YOUR raw beauty.
Eyes so deep no clue what secrets they keep. Thick thighs and wide hips.
Wide nose and full lips. Coarse hair and brown skin. Cupped breast and
round end. Just what the brothers imagine.
Your RAW beauty.
Not hidden behind a cosmetic mask. True identify revealed, no need to ask.
My oh my just simply gorgeous. All flaws accepted.
Your raw BEAUTY.
Yes yes, YOUR RAW BEAUTY.
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These the kinda words not used by folk in college. I hope I'm ebonically
correct, when I skool you in Street knowledge.
4gt the spelling just take your mind to the projects. Wea we can stand on the
block n chill.
Hear all the rumors from the party that night Wea JBoogie got killed. 4real.
My homie said he got grilled. That mean somebody was looking at him
funny. It's a jacked up world folks will rob you 4 ya money.
If you rob me we will have beef. N that is one thing you don't wanna see. So
in other words jus cool it. Cuz I can get ugly n I don't wanna prove it. Str8 up
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If time could be reversed. I have no clue where I would be.
Lost in a world of decisions, trying to find my destiny.
I'll correct those mistakes, or will they alter my fate.
I'll love more indeed, and plant better seeds.
But unfortunately we can't, so we have to live day by day, more barriers to
cross, more reasons to say...
If time could be reversed, I don't know where I would be.
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By impulse I'm here.
Fantasizing of the creature in front of me brims the edge of my mind.
Slow to touch, fingers tremble like the knees of a new born deer.
The impact of your powerful scent turns my stomach into a cage of
butterflies.
Releasing my deeper affection onto the lips of my favorite guy. How
intriguing to comfort the warmth resting between us.
Distance seems to be between the eyes yet we touch noses. We don't have
the same vision. Yet we're still holding...
On to what we imagined was there. Like Saying goodbye to that summer
affair.
Turning our backs on what we thought would last forever.
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