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It is Not,
It does Not,
Calamity upon the sleeve;
Creeping like the Dark of Night
Into the Heart
To lurk and cleave.
It has Never,
It will Never,
Trespass set into motion;
Crushing the Majestic Billowing Wave
Of the deepest,
Bravest Ocean.
Impossible,
Improbable,
Wreaking Havoc on their course;
Vile demons smashing Heaven,
Hand in Hand
With Force.
Negativity,
Like Poison,
Caustic as Infection;
Cheats the Heart of all that Shimmers,
And Gathers unto it
Rejection.
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~Morgan~
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Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.
Thanks you~
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That darkness creeping in
gets fed with bad thoughts
everything seems difficult
a line with too many knots
don’t get discouraged now
always give your best shot.
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Amen! Thank you for adding your voice❣
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It is my pleasure doing this!
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Negative like poison…how true that is
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Sometimes we don’t realize how or words and inner conversations damage us.
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