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15 Sunday Mar 2020
So much recently has transpired
Having humility and compassion is required
You see, there is supreme magic in the invisible air
That is why I have an unusual aesthetic flair
It’s not the outer exuberance I showcase
But the atonement god granted me through celestial space
As an empath I am graced with a gift of expansion
And it’s not because I lived in a haunted mansion
Have always been a good witch reincarnated
However, your unconscious mind will just make you only frustrated
As you attempt to dissect on how I articulately speak
Your lack of faith apparently has made you spiritually weak
Manifestation has always been easy for me to summon
For I have a depth of mystical force to allow spirits to come in
Deep inside my soul
To continue the illusion of time to stay whole
Confused at the moment of what I am expressing?
That’s okay – for your language is a bit depressing
For one day you will find out who you actually are
Yet if I told you, one might believe my concept to be a touch bizarre
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04 Wednesday Mar 2020
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my poetry is never supposed to offend
yet many of my phrases are an expression from a subjective defend
i naturally grace the ability to tell a story through rhythmical platitudes
because if i gossip about my hardships, there will be negative attitudes
truly despise the language of a redundant chatter
for a low frequency vocabulary never did matter
have no time to chit chat and talk about your dog
for my cranium gets too bored and you put me in a fog
there are people whom i love that have pushed me aside
telling me i am bi-polar or insecure and created a sibling divide
it is a misfortune of another’s wrongful perception
judgement creates a heartless deception
one thing i do know is that time will tell
when you start loving yourself and cast a compassionate spell
forgiveness is just a three syllable noun
many misunderstand the redemption with a frown
on the contrary, i pardon anyone who wants retribution
pointing fingers and acting as a tattletale is unwanted pollution
if we don’t reconcile that is okay
as Scarlett O’hara once said, “Tomorrow is another day”
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