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Tyeisha

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

28 poems·Since June 2014

we are all here for a reason , i just haven't figured out my purpose yet .

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Self

June 18, 2014

 

The old me creeps over my shoulder 
Cradles me into existence 
It's hard to remain in the light 
The bullet wound wasn't healing 
Being shot at by someone you loved 
But feared 
Wasn't an easy cope 
The old ways remained silent 
Kept me from hurdling 
This was the dark territory 
The blood grew thick within time 
No cover is the best cover 
Rise , rise beautiful , rise 
You've defeated it before 
With confidence 
You can do it again 
 
 
 
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