a moment
This is that moment when everything makes true sense....
I've been battered and bruised, lost, stuck in a cycle with nothing to loseBut like a sleeping dragon awaken I rise from the ashesPut my soul on this page full of pride and passionI am the , thanks for not askingBecause I know my demeanor is misleading and intelligence can be extra deceivingAnd I love to see the world try to read meI told them about me but they dont believe meLove the negative thoughts that they're conceivingBecause that must mean that I'm succeedingBut this is me....Aggressively trying to give the best of me to the best of meDesperately trying to find solace in the negativityMorph it into something positive to deflect the stresses of this world testing mePutting pressure on myself to the point that failure perplexes meWon't give in so easy, that part of me is dead to meI recognize how God is constantly blessing me and my heart on my sleeve is the woman who stands next to me...one
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Bravo....well played...thanks for sharing....ONE
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