Diary of A Narcissus The words that I write with a broken pen on crumpled up paper, may just be some random blots of ink for you, but they are every second of every minute of every hour of every day of my life.
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Nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands. OR SCREAM IN ALL CAPS. Or if you need a prompt you can check out one of the past prompts, like the Shadorma. The bar is open just for you.
In the realm of my dream,. Curious, I followed on,. I found myself in a cave,. And in its midst,. It was pure soul! A soft humming,. With a hint of drumming. It had its highs and the lows. Yet was tireless and constant. What could it be? I just had to explore! With each step to the core,. The gentleness was no more! Strange , I said. There, in front of me,. Was the source of my mystery.
Just another 20-something-year-old trying to make it in this crazy world. My first thoughts about this statement were. Amid my babbling of blame, he stopped me. A Glorious Kingdom Awaits Us.
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The site had the following in the homepage, "I took my heart and soak it with tears." I noticed that the web site stated " Put it in a box along with the fears." They also stated " Buried it deep in the soil of despair. I stood above it, and kept my stare. Raised my hands to the angels above. I cried, Im only human, I got little faith or love. There I lay on my broken bed. Like a princess from the fairytale we once read. Your tears splash upon my face. Like dew drops on wet leaves in summer days. My soul aches with the sound of your cries."ANALYZE MORE BUSINESSES
The face behind the screen. It is what I need to do. The presence of something greater, a holy spirit surrounding me and my life. And that is my God. My life has blossomed in every way since welcoming God into my life.
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