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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

A Creation


She is me in the after life, a beautiful creature created with love and passion
Molded from pain and suffering but polished with hope and prosperity
The external parts of her are structured with strength to secure all valuable assets
The internal parts are like a delicate flower; soft and sweet like honey that nourishes the soul
Nothing can break her spirit and her determination was set before her entrance into the world
Faced with life trials and hardships, people turning their backs and closing their doors
Realizing love is a foolish antic played by those trying to gain higher access to fame
She pushes nonsense aside and seeks the one who whispered to her soul
Now awake, her eyes are those of angels able to see the spiritual phase as realistic
Aspirations take over her mind and cause her heart to find shelter
No longer gambling with finicky things and people who seemed to care
Driven by the force from her dreams that tells her happiness is far and beyond
In order to experience such a thing as success, she takes a voyage across a world no longer hers
She sees the things life has done to the beauty created by the one she loves the most
Tears overwhelm her internal beauty allowing anger to boil at a level that causes pain
Unable to face the ugliness that greed caused from every single man
Taken back to the thought of who she was before she was transformed into her new being
Understanding life is never easy and nothing given is really free, a price is paid somehow
She sees new opportunity in everything she is introduced too and things she stumbled upon
Changing her perception on life as whole and the methods in which she now travels
She is me in the current state of mind, the girl who wanted big but lived small
The one that chased after a vision that was planted in her womb before the stars were created
Heaven is her home now and she sits upon the billions who were called as she was
Destiny complete but the mission is still in full pursuit, to a paradise never seen before
A creation almost as beautiful as the sun saying hello and goodbye at the same time
Difficult for man to appreciate for her value has no monetary value but is rich beyond means
Set aside not for the satisfaction of a man, but for the one that created her for himself
Too see that such a creation as this, is rare, and can never be duplicated…so the mold was broken
She is who I was….who I continue to be…who I will end up like
She is me!

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