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To lose the defects,. My God, for this. Each day His Will,.

Encouragement and Hope for Pain and Trials. Why Do Bullies Bully? Posted by Christine Smith-Johnson. The second thing they need to know can help serve as a two-fold and create compassion in your child.

September 24, 2012 15 Comments. I often wonder what my life be like. I do deserve this sad, pointless state. Now I bare the sins I made. So distant my selfish dreams at stake. Finding luck is too far away. June 28, 2012 5 Comments. Ruin, I evade to seek. Cannot bare my sores excrete. I labor this goal of mine. My dreams so far behind.

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie. By daily dying i have come to be. Pieces of me die all the time. I remember everything and I write everything down. I am insatiable in mind, and in body. I learn from equanimity and grow by loving ravishingly. Paintings, sculptures and pretty objects that I create or like a lot.

Writing anything, is like balancing on a tightrope of ego. Will you survive your own scrutiny? Good art is like an amalgamation of timing and luck. The blank page is daunting and so is the first page of horrible writing. Happiness is out there somewhere and you daydream about it as you put words to paper. Today it is to escape from the self-inflicted pain of unawareness. Harsh? April 30, 2014. I feel halfway between a memory and imagined destiny. And hope dances as beaut.

Collection of My Heart Made Poems.

039;A prayer for the wild at heart, kept in cages. My mind is just messing with me these days. a bestest best friend from school days. We are on the verge of being labeled graduates now. I took it for grante.

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. My Hubby and I on our wedding day. Wrote this poem for my Hubby, you may use it but please do not claim that you wrote it. A link back would be nice too. The Fog, My Love.