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Like A Mirror I Gaze

Like a mirror I gaze into the lake
I see my reflection, reliving my past and present seeking out my future

Seeing amazing and beautiful women gazing back at me, I realize how blessed I am

Like a mirror I gaze into the lake
Saying your no Cinderella or mistake
You are the way that God created you to be
The masterpiece he saw for me

Like a mirror I stay and stare
Looking at the beautiful face looking back at me
As I look eye to eye at who I have become in front of me
Realizing that I am truly lucky to just be me

Like a mirror I gave at a large wide open ocean and here is what I see
I see a space full of future possibilities

So now I ask myself
Next time I look into that mirror
what will I see
I ponder this question as I travel throughout my path before me

One day I shall see my story
But for now it remains a learning lesson and mystery

Like a mirror I gaze at me

 
 

Listen To The Beat

Listen to the beat, Listen to the best
Feeling it throb within my chest
Listen to the beat, feel it within your feet

Listen to the sound
Feel your heart pound
It’s a feeling that you can feel
A feeling that you can’t control

Listen to the beat, listen to the beat
It’s creating your body and soul
The beat is what makes you whole

Breaking down the good from the bad
Turning you from alone to totally in love
Bringing you from the quiet downs
Pulling you up to the highs above

Listen to the beat, listen to the beat
It’ll begin to move your feet
Helping you to move again
Brining you from the outs of life to the door that brings you in

Listen to your heart, it always guides your way
Listen to the beat, as it goes boom boom boom

Listen to the beat it never lies to you
Listen to the sound, let it lead you wherever you go

 
 

I Can Stand My Ground

Words can’t bring me down
No matter what they say
I can stand my ground
For that is the only way

I am beautiful
That’s what matters
Words don’t mean a thing

Words can’t bring me down
I can stand my ground
That’s the only way

They can try and tear my heart apart
They can try and tear me down
They just can’t bring me down
Words don’t mean a thing

Tears may fall
My emotions may run
My heart may feel the beat
But no one can tear me down
I shall hold my ground
I can stand my ground
Words can’t bring me down

 
 

If I Could Only Get You To See And Believe

If you could only understand the loves he had
Maybe them, maybe
You’d be willing to help me
Get away, stand on my feet, and make a better life for me

If you could only see how he would promise to take care of me
To show the world all the feelings he has me

Falling for you wouldn’t even express the way he feels
I only wish you could truly see how much this man means to me

Your so old school
You won’t hold open the door till you honestly see

He’d lay out his life for me
Isn’t that what love should be
Love isn’t easy to come by these days

However this man pours his heart put to me
Always telling me and reminding me of all the beauties he sees in me

Isn’t this the way that love should be
Isn’t that what you always taught me
I believe it is
I won’t change my mind

If I could only get you to see and believe
Maybe then, maybe
Maybe you’d be more than willing to help me begin a new life all over again

Isn’t this what you always wanted for me
To be safe
To be happy
To have a man who truly cared for me and supported me

Isn’t this what love should be
If I could only get you to see and believe

 
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Posted by on May 9, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

Growing Up Before My Eyes

Blonde hair, blue eyes
A quiet smile that brightens even the darkest skies

One dare devil
One angel and friend
One pixie butterfly
All my daughters

One mother who sees herself in her own growing, darling girls
Looking at them begins to show
My very own memories

Seeing as if looking through my. Own window
I see myself

My rights
My wrongs
My ups
My downs

Look out
We’ve got some new girls in town
No longer babies anymore

My girls are growing big girls
Who are quickly becoming me

Soon, very soon, faster than I’d know they will transform into women before I’d know

My girls are growing up eyes
Before I would be aware

 
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Posted by on May 9, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

Ice Blue Rouge

Ice blue rouge
The color blue
As cool as a rainbow
Where the reddest hot red purely shines through

Ice blue rouge
is the name we gave you
Because the color blue was as cool as a rainbow
Shining throughout the red all over you
Bringing alive the abundant angel pure white

Shimmering bright in the lights
Hence how we came up with ice blue rouge
The name that we chose for you

 
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Posted by on May 9, 2012 in Poetry, Uncategorized

 

I'm Thinking Of Someone

I’m thinking of someone I can not see
I’m thinking of someone who fulfills my every dreams
I’m thinking of someone I know would take care of me
I’m thinking of someone who means the world to me

I’m thinking of someone who is bitter sweet
I’m thinking of someone too far away, yet closer than any new day
I’m thinking of someone I think of each and every day
Even though we don’t always speak at all times
Thinking of someone who I know would complete me
I’m thinking of someone who gets lost in life without me

I’m thinking of someone who takes all my fears away

Yet in life things don’t always go as you may see
So for now, I must face that it’s just me

 
 

Shadows Of The Darkest Night

Shadows in the darkest night.
The hearts beat to rhythms within the night.
Full moons shine through the clouds up in the midnight sky.
Falling on the walls you’ll see the shadows slowly and creepy crawl.

Shadows in the darkest night.
Makes you feel the dreaded fright.
Feeling as if all eyes are peering down upon you.
Situations of each and every nation, all of God’s creation.
Thoughts of different cultures stories haunting you.
Shadows of the darkest night falling down upon you like satins rain from the gates beneath the underground where luisifer takes his rule.
Shadows of the darkest night are taking ahold.

 
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Posted by on May 7, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

Miss Popularity

I have never been miss congeiniality, miss popularity, not even prom queen.

I have been in pagent’s, plays,battle of the bands and commuinty theaters, but never popular in any means.

Miss popularity, the singer, and miss USA have always been just that…dreams

You may look at my friends list and say “WOW, LOOK AT HER” She’s gotta be miss popular

but amazingly I never have been

I do habe many friends, but that is just my meory of who and what good people who have toucjed my life in one way or another imprinting their trust, love, hope and pure generosity just for me to be able to reach out and touch me and my heart.

Miss popularity is okay but I have become happy today with just being me and finding my way in the truth that I made me this way. I became who I wanted to be that was suit just for me.

I created my inner piece of mind

I couldn’t do it without those people in my life who I entrust and can proudly call my friends to be able to send out those proper friend requests

So I dedicate this writing to all those people i call my friends list

I would rather have you as my friends rahter than to be miss popularity

 
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Posted by on May 3, 2012 in Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

You Don't Know A thing About me

You don’t know who I am inside
You don’t know a thing about me
You try to run me and rule me, but you don’t know a thing about me
You think you know it all
but in life you don’t know a thing that comes and goes until you’ve passed it thru
When you think that you’ve got it all matched up in the palm of your hand and that you can run the show
That is when I have to say again once more you don’t know a thing
You don’t know a thing about me
You can try to change and put void in my life, but you can’t because you don’t know what I like or hate
You don’t know me,my life or even who I am
You just don’t know who I really am
You don’t know a thing inside of the small things that I hide.
You just don’t know me like you say or think that you do. You don’t know a thing about me. Who I am, or my life.You don’t know me as I know myself. You don’t know who I am inside. You pretend as if you know it all. You don’t cry or get upset. You just come in like you are mr high king that you think you can pull me in school.