Take the hard road,
The easy road is crowded by many,
The harder ends up being more to hold,
The wide road will never be rainy,
Success comes with much pain,
On the wide road less to gain,
The narrow road means that you reach your goal,
All your determination will show.

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"Idiom style"
Independence Day stood for freedom, but believing your really is like hearing the words of a mute out loud. We are still restricted by religion, it shouldn't be about religion but about unconditional love. It shouldn't be about politics still making decisions on one's choices. Its like that battle in India, etc....getting one's hopes up by counting their chickens before they hatched. Let freedom ring but the ring was on mute.

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I could s
i
n
k
my teeth into your
heart,
leave my mark,
So we will never
part.

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"Ironic"
So many make a emphasis,
on the maiden Mary
of the virgin Mary,

Yet she only spoke
4 times in bible,
Jesus's birth was
not for her glory,
But for God's glory,
Her name is not
mentioned once in
the book of Peter,
She was special to
be chosen by God,
Not to be praised or
given the glory like
others do,
Some preaches too.

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Showing
Hope, ⚓
Optimism and,
Passion.
Succeed by
💯 Helping
Others
Prevail.

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Common among poets 2 share a tragic fate,



Pen's destiny is 2 spill her ink until it's 2 late.

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"Love Bites"
The vampire fell in love with me,
Unusually, at first he refused to bite,
I told him choosing was my right,
Now forever we will be.

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hide&👀

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Then everything was closed on Sundays
Now everything is open like it's Monday.

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"What Made Me Write?"
The things that made me write, were not right,
Many sleepless nights,
Because of nightmare frights,
Wishing to die & go to heaven,
Every day since I was only seven,
Unwanted and unloved,
By family that wasn't even blood,
Followed the same path by self destruction,
By loving a man(thought, but thought wrong and stayed. with him 18 years long,
Loving him & trying to fix him was my grand plan,
And sadly I had been always treated that way,
But after many beatings,
I realized that's not love's greeting,
By then, I was too afraid of fleeting,
So my pen inked my bleeding.

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