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The Real War – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. Perhaps today you have woken up to the real truth that life hands to us. That we have borrowed time. Running around in borrowed skins. Fighting for feigned realities. That the real war has never between us and life. That this battle has always been between us and our flesh . Christ in me, cant help but to OuTsHiNe :) View all posts by ohwooçua. June 8, 2015. 1 thought on “The Real War”. June 8, 2015 at 4:34 am. Reblogged this on Nii Sai Schandorf.
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The Madness – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. Too many people are busy. Shielding those they love. From the hurt that broke their hearts. And led their joy to its death. Others are busy sharing their hurt. Handing them out to everybody like handshakes. The same madness suffocate them both. Christ in me, cant help but to OuTsHiNe :) View all posts by ohwooçua. July 19, 2015. August 4, 2015. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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Collectors – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. We are all collectors. Gathering things we picked up along the way. Some carry their scars heavy on their backs. Others are trapped collecting the feigned impressions of their childhood fantasies. Some of us collects words. Hang them hefty on our hearts. Till they break us and leave us dry. Yet others collect those same words. Clean the dirt out of it and allow the good. To savor their minds till they are nothing short of extraordinary. July 19, 2015.
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Greed – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. The greed that consumes us is progressive. Like a cancer that spreads through your body. It’s eats the good inside of you. And makes your soul sick. It conceals the purity in your mind. And makes the deceit you believe a reality. But somehow we are all trapped in its chaos. We are casualties to the conspiracy. That having what makes one happy. Is the key that unlocks our own happiness. Christ in me, cant help but to OuTsHiNe :) View all posts by ohwooçua.
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Her Defnition – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. I was recently asked to introduce myself. I began to tell a lie. Paused…, and told the truth. 8220;I’m not sure who I am now …. But I’m perfectly sure who I used to be. She is stuck between yesterday and a memory. Pain…, it did that to her…. But when I steal a thought into tomorrow,. I’m eager to piece who I am into a beautiful definition. So that when I look at today from tomorrow,. Christ in me, cant help but to OuTsHiNe :) View all posts by ohwooçua.
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oDe’S – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. Mama was stingy with I love you’s. I remember my total surprise the one time she said it in the kitchen. Taught me love was proved In actions and not In easy empty words. Mama was quick to give the whoppin’. Taught me quite quickly wrong from right – no excuses! Mama was absent many times. Didn’t know till later she just meant for me to find my way;. Mama taught me beauty didn’t stay in painted faces. Mama taught me not to expect heroes. Sometimes making ...
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Lessons they failed to Teach us – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. Lessons they failed to Teach us. Christ in me, cant help but to OuTsHiNe :) View all posts by ohwooçua. June 8, 2015. June 2, 2016. 1 thought on “Lessons they failed to Teach us”. June 8, 2015 at 4:35 am. Thanks, my senior! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Walk Free – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. The scenes have changed me. They have held back my cry. Tucked my fear in a memory. I look back to see the distance I walked from. And it looks too far too soon. Till now I didn’t recognize. What strength I possessed. How the heavy load of fright. Led me to the edge of ruin. And how much faster I could run. When I let the weight down and finally walk free. Christ in me, cant help but to OuTsHiNe :) View all posts by ohwooçua. July 19, 2015. March 27, 2016.
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attempts @ PrOsE – OuTsHiNiNg
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Fitting me on a page. Letters To My Unborn Child. I’m Saving My Eye For A Tear Next Year. He pulled up by the side of the road. His perfectly cleaned shoes touched the ground as he opened the door to step out of his shiny car. He took a last look at his reflection and cleaned the last of the tears that had been coming to his eyes all morning. He slammed the door only to be met by the cool breeze of the morning. Immediately he saw her again, as she stood there In that red dress. He took a step. He snapped...
