Pipe Dreams

I waste time in the dreams I fantasize by. But my old ways of thinking and habits only made me cry. I used to write stories of you, villains and victims. Back then I never realized I was caught in a much larger system. When the dreams end, When my heart begins to mend… I’ll…

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End of the Day

In the middle of my own battles there’s two sides. One tries desperately to tear me down, the other is the one where real love resides. Fear reminds me of everything I’ve ever done wrong. Love reminds me I am never alone and I have me all along. Fear claws at my heart with hate…

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