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There is a fine line between death and life. A serious reaction into our subconscious that reveals our inner most demons. I have felt the pain of loss. Everyone has felt the pain of loss. It reminds us of yesterday’s memories and today’s sorrow. Even though there are many reasons to stay remorseful, I have felt the healing of tomorrow’s brightness. It is full of yellow and pink and I am full of soft memoirs beyond understanding. I realize many of my verses are full of misery and grief, but truth be told sometimes they are just words on how I may feel that particular day. Honestly, my goodness stems from the Lord’s healing and mercy. No doubt I would not be here if not for His unconditional love and support. I am grateful and even though I have faced anguish these last ten years I have become a woman of gladness. I am slowly breaking free from the chains that constrict me. I have felt the crushing of hell on my chest many times but through everything I have learned to grow with gratitude. All my mistakes have caused a chain reaction that mobilizes me to grow in faith and forgiveness of myself. I am not perfect. No one is perfect. In fact, there is no such thing as perfect. There is no such thing as normal. My despondency has filled my soul with pure white light that shines into my everyday fulfillment. Believe it or not, life is good to me. Life reminds me of absolute freedom. I am free. We can all be free if we fight. Fighting is difficult and so is life, but life is short and we are strong. I am strong. I have driven through black tunnels that have brought me to a place of tranquility. I may write words of sadness and regret but overall I am proud of where I am now in my life. Who I am has been portrayed through my words and I am a versifier of emotions. A poetess that struggles yet expresses sentiments for growth and affection for myself. I love myself. It took me many years to admit it. No matter the season or reason I am who I am for good and for bad. Sure, I have character defects, as we all do. I have chosen to use my defects as a mirror shining into my virtuous essence. I am loved beyond words. I am surrounded with immaculate adoration from my family. I have been blessed within these last thirty-six years of life. I am old enough to know better, yet young enough to still have the time to peacefully grow and watch my little girl grow up and have a family of her own. For she is my light and my husband is my salvation. I have more passion in my life than ever before and I could not be more grateful... I am happy. I am content. I am faithful. I am gifted. I am needed. I am cherished. I am compassionate. I am respected. I am loved. -I am Laura... Date Written: June 27, 2016
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