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We have been through so much,
yet, somehow we have survived it all.
Through the good times and the bad, the sorrow and the pain, the smiles and the
frowns,
but, here we are still standing tall.
Together we are standing,
proudly side by side,
To join our lives, families and friends,
as I take you for my bride.
Together on this glorious day we will be,
combining two hearts, two body's, two minds.
I have been blessed, an angel sent to me,
Nichole, you are the one I was meant to find.
Finally my life is whole,
complete I would say,
With the finishing touches I am about to receive,
on our beautiful wedding day.
My promising vow to you will be,
is to love, honor and cherish my beautiful treasure.
You are my soul-mate, my angel, my heart baby girl,
Always and Forever.
Dedicated to: My beautiful wife Nichole S. Larson
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2010
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At the darkest times in my life,
abused and feeling the most pain.
A miracle that changed my life,
this is my story, believe it, I'm not insane!
With nowhere else to turn,
for someone to help me deal with my rapes.
I chose to turn to the Lord, Jesus Christ,
spiritually he will keep my life in shape.
First step: Forgive your attacker and then give it all to God,
imagine how hard that would be to do.
Second step: Go back to the attack after giving it to God,
can you picture Jesus there with you?
I went through both steps, gave all that I could,
but in the end Jesus wasn't there with me.
It wasn't because he didn't love me, there was still mallace in my heart,
Jesus was waiting for me to release my forgiveness that he needed to receive.
On May third I had a breakthrough with Christ
and a miracle I received.
I closed my eyes and suddenly I was 14 in the fetal position, crying from being raped,
after a few short moments all I felt was relieved.
I looked over by my closet and I saw a golden silhouette,
with soft comforting crying blue eyes starring directly at me.
With a soft spoken voice he said, "Give it to me, I will carry the weight, the burden,
here's a little happiness for you to receive."
I opened my eyes to wipe away my tears,
but, there was a smile on my face.
Something inside me said, "Close your eyes,
there's one more place you need to retrace."
So I closed my eyes and the next thing I know,
I'm 21 and I'm lying on my livingroom floor.
Once again in the fetal position, crying and distraught,
this time with my two year old crying at the door.
Again a sense of relief fills the air
and all of a sudden my daughter settles down.
So I looked behind me, that same man as before, with those soothing eyes,
was holding my child comforting her with her favorite toy clown.
He looked at me in my eyes and gently said to me,
"Pull yourself up, Get off the floor, clean yourself up for your daughters sake. I
promise you everything will be okay.
You will give this terrible tragedy to me, it's mine to take. Your strong and your kids
need you now.
Are you hearing what I have to say?"
Once I was willing to do my part,
giving it to God and forgiving the one who caused me harm.
It was then I received my miracle,
the Lord works in mysterious ways with his uniquely added charm!
Jesus came with the magical key
and unlocked me from my chains.
Finally I am free,
released from the torture and the pain.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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Inside my heart there was an empty space,
it was waiting for you.
Something changed in my life, a sudden burst of happiness came over me,
a reality so true.
I always felt something was missing,
until the day I see your face.
You brought something new to my world, so exciting,
yet real, now I've found my place.
You take my breath away Nichole,
with your smile, your eyes, your laughter and touch.
I feel empty without you next to me,
lonely, lost inside, I need you so much.
One stroke of your hand down by body
and I fill up with butterflies.
You amaze me with what one simple touch of your hands can do to me,
I now know how special I am, thanks to you I now realize.
With you I can be myself,
no worries, no complications, you are so sweet.
I feel special, loved, on top of the world,
because of you I am complete.
I wish that you was here with me, I want to hold you, kiss you, touch you,
tell you how special you are to me.
You have giving meaning back into my life,
you've shown me happiness and now I am finally free.
I'm missing you, thinking about holding you in my arms,
I dream of holding you real tight.
You are so far away but yet, so close to my heart,
I have you in my sight.
I need your body close to me,
to feel your skin touching mine.
To have your arms wrapped around my waist,
peace in you I'll find.
Tonight I want you to be mine completely,
not just for a moments pleasure.
I want you for the rest of my life,
to love you, to be my lasting treasure.
Dedicated To: Nichole Larson
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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Sometimes life can be confusing,
it doesn't always make much sense.
There is at least one person I can always count on,
when my life gets to intense.
At times it may go dark but,
there is always light at the end of every tunnel.
During the darkest times of my life, it was the Lord holding me down,
in the middle of the tornado funnel.
I was on the road to total destruction,
until I accepted Jesus into my soul.
What a difference there is with the Lord on my side,
I feel I now have a little bit of control.
The Lord will never fail me,
all I have to do is believe.
Do right by Him, by others and myself
and happiness I will receive.
I am experiencing many new beginnings,
I have also learned a new sense of relief.
All of my fears, my insecurities and my troubles will surely fade away,
leaving me with only Faith, Hope, Love, Trust and Belief.
My journey with the Lord has just begun,
I know I have a long way to go.
Honestly, I'm enjoying every minute with God,
while spiritually I continue to grow.
I cherish the moments I get to spend with the Lord,
our time together I will never take for granted.
God has done an amazing makeover to my soul,
every little seed has been planted.
I live my life day by day and
I'm confident living on the path that has been set for me.
I now have patience, I have trust, I have love in my life,
and in Jesus Christ is who I completely and totally believe.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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Imagine the burden that she must carry,
weighing heavy within her soul.
Lost inside the maze of life
and robbed of all control.
Confused beyond recognition
and viewing herself damaged beyond repair.
Her eyes are lacking the light that brightens her spirit,
left with only darkness and despair.
Everyday her heart is filled with to much emotional pain,
stripping her right down to the core.
Exposing every detail she has wanted to hide,
every inch of her hit the floor.
Now publicly probed, poked and torn apart,
to ashamed to look in the mirror.
Replaying over and over the images of betrayal and deceit,
she has to face her biggest fear.
Stabbed in the back by the ones she trusted most
and then tossed away like a piece of trash.
Disregarded as though she never even mattered,
it hit her like head on crash.
No premonition, no advanced notice, not even a warning,
just a slap across the face.
No explanation, not even a reason why,
just all alone and confused in such an awkward place.
She was found clinically crazy and mentally unstable,
with a profound misguided sense of deception.
Her world is now voices, visions, distrust and fear,
she is now considered the "exception."
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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Believe in the power of prayer,
it can work miracles beyond belief.
Commit yourself to the Lord, trust in His ways, believe me,
it brought to the table complete and total relief.
Walk with honesty and truth
and good things you shall receive.
Show respect, have patience, join in commitment and give love,
the reward might be a little hard to believe.
Be patient with the Lord,
He will deliver when He knows your ready.
Grab a hold of the reins called life,
standing tall, strong and steady.
Faith is confidence
and it can conquer anything you set your mind to.
Watching and waiting to see God's power
and the amazing things He can do.
Through the church doors, walks in a troubled crying girl,
with pastor in hand and together they prayed while they kneeled.
The greatest gift of being broken,
is the reward of being able to be healed.
God will surely take notice to everything,
but, our Lord has no dark side.
On the other hand, we do and we make our mistakes,
But, without judgement He forgives, so we don't have to hide.
There is nothing that Satan can dish out,
that the Lord above can't trump!
Refrain from disobedience, walk with humility,
let the Lord handle sending the trash to the dump!
We have reached the end and endings are always hard,
that is because they don't come natural for us.
Always remember our loved ones are with our God,
living in happiness, in peace and in complete and total trust.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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You feel restricted from the world,
detatched from reality.
In a sense of the word, freak comes to mind,
craziness is what you see.
Scattered thoughts run through your head,
thinking to yourself, "What's wrong?"
Not knowing what to do, where to turn, or how to fix it,
trying like h*ll to be strong.
Knowing you limited when it comes to trusting someone,
stuffing it further inside.
Keep your head low, with a quiet voice,
how much more can you hide.
Are you loosing control? Your mind is slipping away,
you sense it, this overwhelming fear grabs your life.
You don't fee human but filled with all this anger and tension,
you could cut it with a knife.
Wanting to trust, share your fears,
confide how you feel.
Something is missing, there's a void inside,
only emptiness & grief to fill the holes and that is what feels real.
There has been sadness in your life,
heartache & disappointments, everything you have seen.
Issues with trust, friendships and live,
true friends are hard to come by, certainly few & far between.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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Life seems like a mess right now
and it feels like nothing you do makes it right.
From dawn till dusk, the routine is the same,
nothing said just silence, until you turn off the lights.
So many unspoken words
and the pain runs to deep.
Silence sometimes can be a comfort zone,
a safe place to hide what is only yours to keep.
With an undesirable need for attention, with no options to take,
trying to balance on top of a chain link fence.
Reaching out for help can be the hardest part,
it's highly considered a sign of weakness.
There is nothing to ease your pain, nor take it away,
your feelings are buried to deep within.
With a lack of concentration and easily side tracked,
you need a little bit of inspiration.
Look through a stained glass window,
a silhouette will slowly appear.
A beautiful image will capture your soul,
His aura will draw you near.
Don't be afraid,
His love will set you free.
Accept the Lord, Jesus Christ in your life,
just have faith, hope and believe.
You will experience many powerful changes,
as your life begins to grow.
Always trust in the Lord,
His love for you will always show.
Satan will try to puncture your soul,
with evil ideas and actions that are obserd.
Talk it over with God and pray everyday,
use the power of your words.
The Lord enjoys to hear your voice
and everything you have to say.
Even if it's just to say, "I love you Father,
Please bless me through this day!"
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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Insanity is the essance,
that helps define my identity.
Open the flood gates to h*ll,
for a little peak into my reality.
Tortured by the vivid dreams,
racing through my mind.
Stuck in a trance, frozen in fear,
I feel so left behind.
Locked down with metal shoes,
chained against the wall.
Nowhere to turn, no options to take,
my turn to take the fall.
I look down there's nothing there,
but the fiery pits of hell.
The flames so bright they are blinding me,
as I hide behind my exterior shell.
Protected only for a moments peace,
to put my mind at rest.
Accepting that this is it for me,
I have definatly been put to the test.
A small glimps into my file,
tell me, "What do you see?"
Insanity, anger, sorrow and pain,
the true depths of me.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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The touches, tears and cries for help, a child living in fear.
Being told never to tell a soul, to ashamed to look in the mirror.
Not being able to trust anyone, because of being betrayed.
Now haunted by what has been done, praying the memories will fade.
Surrounded by many shattered dreams and all hope taken away.
Drowning in fear of being violated again, their eyes plead the words they can not say.
The memories will always stay with a child buried deep into the mind.
A permanent barrier now built within, keeping anything from getting inside.
Copyright © Priscilla Larson | Year Posted 2011
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