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Mystic Ink Plus Jul 2018
Being silent
She told me to open my eyes
To say few words about her

How can I tell?

How can I tell?
She looks more beautiful
With my eyes shut

Words compete one another
Trying to express, why her silence is
Worth having for

Long live her silence
Her virtue
Stand by
Genre:Romantic
Theme: The Connections
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
Praise be to those woman
who wears and owns
their tiger stripes
My praise goes to women who love their natural body!
Especially to those ones who have given birth!
The stretch marks, from childbirth or not, are a sign of your womanhood!
Be back soon!
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
Give people their flowers and
praise while they're
still here
Appreciate them while they live. Because to be honest, that is when it really matters. Not when they're gone and no longer have their voice.
Iljano lepelblad Jun 2018
He gave me strength,
He gave me might,
He gave me freedom,

How i didn't listen,
How i didn't follow,
How i failed,

Still forgiven,
Still saved,
Still living to make amends,
Still breathing to follow,

O how i was so wrong,
O how i was so blind,
The Lord forsake my soul...

A bleeding heart could only,
Mend for all the love that was and still,
Its getting.

He gave me,
Might,
Strength,
Love...
Sometimes you take Gods Words for granted and at the end of the day you
see his light.
Lillian May May 2018
He loves me
a love deeper than anything
a love I can't fully reciprocate
which is a strange feeling
because I'm used to
loving more
loving deeper
loving with everything
and to think
that He
loves me more than I can comprehend?
that is a strange feeling.
to be loved like that
The "He" I am referring to is my God, and savior, Jesus Christ. He has been there for me fully, completely, unwaveringly, when everyone else wasn't, or couldn't be. He is good, He is kind, He is loving. He is everything that I am. He has made me. And I love my God. But never as much as He loves me. Praise Jesus.
Flattery is the machine
Which inflates balloons
Nineteen to the dozen
Yet all succumb
To the beat of the Heart
Genuine praises
Are the roses
Ever fragrant in the heart
Some old ,  odd thoughts
Not meant for here ,but better here than in my phone notes :)

When you help someone out of compassion ,you don't expect anything at all in return is what I feel :))
(A Psalm of Worship.)

My heart is prepared
To worship God:
I will kiss the Lord
And sing unto him.

I will speak of his goodness
From dawn to twilight
And follow his excellent way.
I will meditate
Throughout the night
And seek him at midday.
My longing heart shall,
Reverently and humbly,
Bask in his presence.
Upon my Lord,
I will pour praise.
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