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What could have been

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Sad Ending

I want to stop To actually accept the Fates Without the burden of guilt With the absence of pain Without the moral of some sort of a lesson. I want to be Everything that I know that I am Not because I was trained to be so And certainly not because I was without a choice And out of the thought that this is all a strict script One that no one bribes out of Neither because I dream of…

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Spiteful

Vanishing into these thoughts Driven unbalanced by each depth I gradually forfeit inane sentiments Replacing them with stoical scorn Once buried and held composed Now spewing out beyond my control

wpm

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Again

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Born to live as high as these river tides

Raised to survive as showers of a morning mist

And found home in the desert lands.

Poor soul!

Directions up ahead lead to more barren and drought lands

Maybe a man should dig a well here

Name it a river

Purpose is where we have chosen to settle after all.

-Trudy.K

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Born to live as high as these river tides

Raised to survive as showers of a morning mist

And found home in the desert lands.

Poor soul!

Directions up ahead lead to more barren and drought lands

Maybe a man should dig a well here

Name it a river

Purpose is where we have chosen to settle after all.

-Trudy.K

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I have learned,

Not to fight God

Not to touch a man whose I's are a representation of himself.

I have learned,

To let go

To accept that pain is a painful path for peculiar persons as myself phasing into this life to understand joy.

I have fought,

Mostly out of the boxing ring

I held my fits against the woman who sits behind these words and tries to comprehend them too.

I have lost,

My pride

Often times we’ve been too hard on ourselves to be able to see the strength our God has built in us.

My dignity

Everything that defines what keeps my chin in the air

But my losses are reasons for my wins

My losses are reason they hate

Because I’ve kept together what should be lost altogether

And stood a ground ungrounded by gravity.

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I have learned,

Not to fight God

Not to touch a man whose I's are a representation of himself.

I have learned,

To let go

To accept that pain is a painful path for peculiar persons as myself phasing into this life to understand joy.

I have fought,

Mostly out of the boxing ring

I held my fits against the woman who sits behind these words and tries to comprehend them too.

I have lost,

My pride

Often times we’ve been too hard on ourselves to be able to see the strength our God has built in us.

My dignity

Everything that defines what keeps my chin in the air

But my losses are reasons for my wins

My losses are reason they hate

Because I’ve kept together what should be lost altogether

And stood a ground ungrounded by gravity.

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“They won’t tell you fairytales of how girls can be dangerous and still win. They will only tell you stories where girls are sweet and kind and reject all sin. I guess to them it’s a terrifying thought, a red riding hood who knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in.”

— Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)

[mostlytrudy]

Amazing writeup @thedemonswontwin

It isn’t real

It isn’t real

When the lights go dark

It isn’t real

The gore feels loud

The frights they squeal

I flinch in my seat

But

It isn’t real

The music builds

My hairs they stand

The evil fades in

Leaving marks on my skin

I hold the chair hard

Til I see the whites of my hand

My heart starts to race

I turn my head right

My breathing speeds up

The horror feeds fright

Popcorn spills on the floor

I can’t explain it

I want more

My eyes get big

Turn around

I yell

The faces on the screen

Are doomed

I can tell

The theater air is cold

This movie won’t end well

The mayhem is hell

What a horrific sell

As I stand to leave

My heart sits in my gut

What I just witnessed

Is hard to conceive

Why do I go

Why do I do this to myself

Because it makes me feel alive

I live for the thrill

My mind swirls around

My body pounds hard

It isn’t real

But it is

I love the chills

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907 - Asamoah Pt1 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1056916715-907-asamoah-pt1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=TakyiwaDjan&wp_originator=P%2B1%2FmLSRKcRy6qnZr62DOcX%2BRlIzxz61EBmzhd7MiDmjJ00QPvhH9U3Kj7lmjsq2LK3AE1L4edIFLpUCrHuyKsJQ1%2FfXyTCWs9%2FelxRK0mWr9cb5XYzV73zcD%2BTKRQuD As citizens of Western Africa are forced to change their way of life by the endless rains, they will also have to go back to their folklore in order to save their civilization. ******** Elijah has been hand picked by the Guardians to help restore the climate balance in his country. A healthy competition between both seasonal brothers which has gone sour. He will be confronted with sorrows of loved ones and his, make new friends he may never meet again, find love and lose it, even knowing dark spiritual secrets. But he shouldn’t fail his calling! ⚠️ Strong language ⚠️ Mature content ⚠️ 18 and above

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907 - Asamoah Pt1 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1056916715-907-asamoah-pt1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=TakyiwaDjan&wp_originator=P%2B1%2FmLSRKcRy6qnZr62DOcX%2BRlIzxz61EBmzhd7MiDmjJ00QPvhH9U3Kj7lmjsq2LK3AE1L4edIFLpUCrHuyKsJQ1%2FfXyTCWs9%2FelxRK0mWr9cb5XYzV73zcD%2BTKRQuD As citizens of Western Africa are forced to change their way of life by the endless rains, they will also have to go back to their folklore in order to save their civilization. ******** Elijah has been hand picked by the Guardians to help restore the climate balance in his country. A healthy competition between both seasonal brothers which has gone sour. He will be confronted with sorrows of loved ones and his, make new friends he may never meet again, find love and lose it, even knowing dark spiritual secrets. But he shouldn't fail his calling! ⚠️ Strong language ⚠️ Mature content ⚠️ 18 and above

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I just published "Lightning Strikes Lightning " of my story "907". https://www.wattpad.com/1030872893?utm_source=android&utm_medium=other&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=TrudyDjan&wp_originator=kwyYoe5G5cIAFch2FYiatD2hbBD4GhDdiYLWBxp2QRsuD%2FAffYjaCUF%2F6auCHen80SF3RKRHHgWMzmFmQ6yYYea3sVDDjCylZtJteMR%2BKcUwFuRESe108KyG%2B7wC1fbc

https://www.wattpad.com/1030872893?utm_source=android&utm_medium=other&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=TrudyDjan&wp_originator=kwyYoe5G5cIAFch2FYiatD2hbBD4GhDdiYLWBxp2QRsuD%2FAffYjaCUF%2F6auCHen80SF3RKRHHgWMzmFmQ6yYYea3sVDDjCylZtJteMR%2BKcUwFuRESe108KyG%2B7wC1fbc

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Still working on my writing skills. Hope you like the story by far, and don’t forget to leave a comment please.. Thank you!

[mostlytrudy]

Still working on my writing skills. Hope you like the story by far, and don't forget to leave a comment please.. Thank you!

[mostlytrudy]

I just published "Lightning Strikes Lightning " of my story "907". https://www.wattpad.com/1030872893?utm_source=android&utm_medium=other&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=TrudyDjan&wp_originator=kwyYoe5G5cIAFch2FYiatD2hbBD4GhDdiYLWBxp2QRsuD%2FAffYjaCUF%2F6auCHen80SF3RKRHHgWMzmFmQ6yYYea3sVDDjCylZtJteMR%2BKcUwFuRESe108KyG%2B7wC1fbc

https://www.wattpad.com/1030872893?utm_source=android&utm_medium=other&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=TrudyDjan&wp_originator=kwyYoe5G5cIAFch2FYiatD2hbBD4GhDdiYLWBxp2QRsuD%2FAffYjaCUF%2F6auCHen80SF3RKRHHgWMzmFmQ6yYYea3sVDDjCylZtJteMR%2BKcUwFuRESe108KyG%2B7wC1fbc

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Amazing write up👊

I still live in the sentiment of every text you’ve ever sent, like they’re the only solace I can turn to in the nights you used to possess.

The words you typed lured tears out of my eyes and scorched my heart with their nostalgic lilt, just for me to hold their touch against my soul and hope my hurt ignites the spark that once bloomed between us.

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I still rerun our conversations in my mind, like an echo of the past begging to be let out of the restraints of longing that reside in my thoughts.

Every hitch of your breath, every lull in your talk still pulls me deeper into the times we had. They make me fall in love all over again, despite the tearing distance that fills the tenderness that we once had.

- BMF