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October 24, 2017

Ticking Time Bomb

Ticking time bomb is the heart
on the verge of an implosion
Bottomless barrel with a capacity limit
It’s just so deep no one knows it
Each beat is a beating against chest walls
Pounding for freedom, swollen from unwept woes
An array of masks cloak true identities, true feelings, unspoken truths
In an effort to share itself, the heart exposed inner vulnerabilities
But rather than value the gesture, others became its tormentors
Using the heart’s weaknesses as their strengths
So the heart begins to tick, and a tick becomes a pulse, a pulse a beat, a beat a pound, a pound a boom, and a boom a flat line
Ticking time bomb was the heart
but it’s too late, it already exploded


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Her Happiness

A smile filled her lips and tears filled her eyes

She was happy

This happiness came from seeing another’s

For she wasn’t selfish

She understood true joy

It came from a place of Love

And she understood love

It came from forgiveness

She understood forgiveness

For she had been gifted it

So she lived and loved

She spread the seeds of joy with her smile

And smiled when others rejoiced

Because she was happy

And happiness is a gift


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