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Soulful Ladies: TWO PHASES
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Thursday, August 26, 2010. Dim light in the vicinity. Aura of hope engulfs me. At last am rescued. Free of my pain. Relieved of my fear. I shut it all out. Self esteem that's no more. Concealing my inner strength. I let the beast rob me. I transform into his door-mat. Cease to cross my mind. Day breaks; sun shines. Whips of wind and rain.
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Soulful Ladies: Fireflies
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Saturday, November 20, 2010. Fireflies alight the night. To love even in times of strife. January 4, 2012 at 10:30 PM. I love this Michelle, very nice ;). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Is provided, with reference clearly made to this blog and the author as the original source. Sisters of the Soul. The Avid Reader's Musing. There are...
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Soulful Ladies: Definition of a soul mate
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Thursday, August 5, 2010. Definition of a soul mate. There are many things i wish were true. But the only real truth is my love. You fill my heart. You are my cuore mio. You are my heart. You were the love of my youth. Loving each other against reasons. Across time and space. Almost like time and space folded in half. Sisters of the Soul.
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Soulful Ladies: MY DAY
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Thursday, August 26, 2010. Of cause by intelligence. And flow of thoughts. Was just an icing. On the delicious cake. My day it was. For paths we crossed. I never described me-. My tongue, I lost. Coherence was an alien. I dread a second meeting. I long for that physique. Entangled in this dilemma. I rehearse for MY DAY. Sisters of the Soul.
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Soulful Ladies: MY FEAR
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Saturday, May 29, 2010. A coward i am. For reality too monstrous. Sustainability, for how long. Through my fingers you slip. Each day a night mare. Nature takes it's course. But i dread the answers. I drove you to it. I wont live with myself. In silence i suffer. Succumb to this virus. One that orphans me. I could never hate you. Just goo...
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Soulful Ladies
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Friday, December 10, 2010. A tiny seed was sown. By whom or what i do not know. But your heart was the vineyard. Where doubt and lies became. The sun and the rain. A tiny seed was sown. By whom or what i do not know. But a gigantic tree of hatred. Grew in its place. December 12, 2010 at 8:54 AM. Brief and powerful. Good job, Flo. WATERING...
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Soulful Ladies: Atrocious Leadership
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Tuesday, September 28, 2010. Born in the 20. Still imprinted in the elders mind. Loads of gratitude to history. I got the insight. Of what entails dictatorship. A country chained and. Locked in a cocoon of hostility. And speeches done in whispers. Freedom enclosed in a transparent capsule. You can see it, feel it. But never touch it.
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Soulful Ladies: I Carry Your Heart
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Saturday, July 17, 2010. I Carry Your Heart. A poem by E.E Cummings. Enjoy and comment. I carry your heart with me(i carry it in. My heart)i am never without it(anywhere. I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done. By only me is your doing,my darling). No fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want. And whatever a sun will always sing is you.
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Soulful Ladies: Fatherless Man
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Tuesday, September 7, 2010. I know it may be inappropriate for me to say –. Considering I am a woman –. It is your ass that initially attracted me. Round, sitting high in the air,. I wanted you immediately. By the time I noticed you checking me out,. You were walking towards me. A staggered and cocky swagger,. Made everything about me melt.
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Soulful Ladies: Nowhere, Somewhere, Anywhere
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Writing from the depths of our souls without regret or hesitation. Our interests and experiences are similar yet vary enough to allow each of us to grow as individuals. Saturday, October 6, 2012. Nowhere, Somewhere, Anywhere. I came across a divine poem I'd like to share with you all. It was read out in a film called Flick's chicks. What i love about the poem is that it wasn't just a poem, it was also a love letter. Nowhere, Somewhere, Anywhere. The place i have called home most of my life. Be afraid, ne...