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All Praises be To The Heavenly Father:

i have learned that faith move mountains. Faith in God and with
that priority whatever is important to me shall manifest. One
has to have happiness from within and not lean totally on others
for that peace.

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Relationships & Family > Romance & Sexuality Seduction: A powerful game: 1 of 9

The art of manipulation. It is the game that sweep young women off their feet and young boys into an older "b "word for anyone who want to take advantage of them at the time. It rides with some drugs and alcohol at times for its delusive antics to work. It may mix with some sex and the dope is in one hand and the sex in anot...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Being a loser: 5 of 30

Come into my way of thinking sleep on child I'll catch you blinking get you in my way of thinking being a loser I'll get you now or get you later wake up child I am your hater, test you now don't awake and hold you back being a loser Read and learn then the tide tuns look toward the Heavens and allow me to be the being a los...
Arts & Humanities > Poets & Poetry Does poetry matter in the 21st century?: 27 of 108

The poetry of "King David" allow me to pray prayers that have been answered before and I know it because of believing "The Word." Poetry offers repentance and hope by the grace of God. The wisdom of Kahlil Gibraum could help raise your child as long as you nourish, but do not assume "you can house their bodies but not their ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken heart: 64 of 235

My emotions raged inside of my head as his pain was my pain my feelings had been rejected as he could not teach that which he had not learned God I cried my broken heart is as small pieces of glass under my feet penetrating into my bloodstream and tearing me apart My emotions raged inside of my head as his pain was my pain t...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: When we first met: 3 of 11

we were young and fine as time had not undone what we thought would be forever a me and you they would glimpse and whisper because they could not know that our love was eternal as we sought different paths our love last you died and left me but memories are still here the tears and years of togetherness the separation becaus...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Because of you: 3 of 10

I thought about suicide thought I was dying just too tired of trying to fit where i'm not fitting Ending before beginning weeping instead of sleeping I thought about suicide too tired of trying didn't feel. like lying in the sun or the rain too busy seeking my pain how lame of me Because of You I do not want to feel self pit...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love: 111 of 363

On love everytime it find me it is over there is no beginning always an ending a bad episode of the mode we created I hate it has been this way... our escape to hesitate the effects of what could have...would not become shared views on love you say that I am deep like you got rulers to measure me tease me, rob my mind while ...
Parenting & Pregnancy > Parenting Methods Reasons for today's bad parenting: 3 of 9

Parenting is probably one of the most complex situations in todays' society. The guide implemented is suggestive to the age of the child or adult. There are combative reprisals often with losing opponents on both sides. Parenting past conception does not come natural. First and foremost you got to put God in their life irres...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Nobody knows: 3 of 9

Nobody knows they cannot feel what we... Sitting next to you cannot touch your hand nobody knows that you are not my man... you're not my man Every now and then my heart beat with yours you know when...right now feeling free ain't go let you get away from me Nobody knows they cannot feel what we... they cannot see what we&nb...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Losing love: 37 of 107

The summer of three thousand and I decide to marry Guy. Guy and I had been involved for a while and he loved me the same way I did him. He had just come home when he received a fax. I usually didn't read his mail but for this time only it aroused my curiosity. It was a letter from Kay and it read: Dear Guy, I love you more t...