Poems from MariposaEspiritual

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Expression in its candid form, breeds liberation.
Over  the things I’ve done. Sick to my stomach    Regret fueled by the crippling ever existential dimension.   I’ve done wrong or is it...
She has risen from the ashes ... as she remembers the dance. The flames were high as the serpent slithered through, She twirled in the...
Questions with no answer  But who is it that I speak to? I thought I knew... A fire burned deep within my soul for the one I called Father...
Make up a name to label my soul.  That means whole but apart I feel a tear  This is so rare because before it was a cord unplugged  Slugged...
What In this god forsaken world is going on? A confession of love No action taken behind it In an eclipse of emotion I face determent ......

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