tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54769057083965254682024-03-12T21:45:42.839-07:00Poetically ExpressedMiss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-89313730039266294272017-05-19T21:31:00.003-07:002017-05-19T21:32:43.111-07:00PSA to my young Queens<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-91893013269883532402017-05-19T21:27:00.004-07:002017-05-19T21:30:53.389-07:00Letting Strangers In<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-53863073215165649602017-05-19T20:34:00.000-07:002017-05-19T21:23:34.511-07:00Drifting; Drowning<blockquote style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleTallBody; font-size: 17px;" type="cite">
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Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-27655442363871206272016-05-09T17:09:00.002-07:002017-05-19T20:47:03.102-07:00I Want<br />
<br />
To lay with a man and not feel less than a person when I rise from the bed<br />
Not feel like I gave more than I gained<br />
Not feel like I digressed.<br />
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Valuing my prizes or overly protecting myself?<br />
<br />
What kind of man would be worthy?<br />
Am I looking for a daddy or a husband?<br />
A one night stand or a love affair?<br />
A relationship or a friendship?<br />
The side chick the main chick or the every other day chick?<br />
Yearning for attention or hiding insecurities?<br />
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Looks like I got more questions than answers<br />
More uncertainties and less declarations.<br />
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I want to be held and touched by another but what I need is time to be by myself.Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-10803070521505571152015-03-14T21:23:00.000-07:002017-05-19T20:54:45.782-07:00Treat HerThey say you gotta<br />
do what you did to get her to keep her<br />
Don’t get too comfortable<br />
Make sure you return<br />
all the love that she gives you<br />
Apple pie a la mode,<br />
the Apple of your eyes for sure<br />
If you say she’s your world<br />
it holds no weight unless you show her<br />
Just know that the grass<br />
has the potential to be greener<br />
she’s your queen<br />
and that means<br />
she’s more than just<br />
extraordinary features<br />
Express appreciation<br />
she knows her worth<br />
without an appraisalMiss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-9239561819118269252013-08-27T23:39:00.003-07:002017-05-19T20:54:45.841-07:00Calm Stormy Rain<div style="text-align: center;">
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You encourage poetry</div>
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Postively encompassing</div>
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All of me</div>
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Warm touches permanently</div>
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Tattooed on my skin</div>
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Calm stormy rain</div>
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After an excessively hot day</div>
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Thats how I feel</div>
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When I see your face</div>
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When im in your space</div>
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It’s like a dream</div>
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Something more than attraction</div>
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A bond and im fond</div>
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Of everthing you’ve accomplished</div>
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You go away</div>
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But you don't stray</div>
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We’re in this beautiful area of gray</div>
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And thats where I’d like to stay</div>
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Calm stormy rain.</div>
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Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-40929018420278763532013-08-10T00:16:00.000-07:002017-05-19T21:23:55.827-07:00'DAMAGED GIRL' PROBLEMS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I profess to want someone to call at night<br />
think about in the morning<br />
and text ’ imy baby ’ to when I’m feeling lonely<br />
hold hands with when we’re together<br />
someone that wants to know all of me<br />
love all of me<br />
even the deeper darker parts of me<br />
for un-superficial reasons<br />
but every time i encounter<br />
someone with real possibilities<br />
I run away in the opposite direction<br />
shut my eyes<br />
and demonize all their positive intentions<br />
miss them from afar<br />
and never admit how I’m feeling<br />
I destroy good things before they<br />
can happen to me<br />
I know I’m abrasive<br />
and i know I’m snide<br />
but I’m also scared of being alone<br />
but I’m mostly afraid to be loved.<br />
<br />Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-8692886786429864062013-05-11T14:24:00.003-07:002017-05-19T20:54:45.836-07:00Kindle Fire<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; border-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; border-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Every time I see it I think of you<br />How you treated me with kindness<br />Although I withdrew<br />How you brightened every moment<br />And made my darkness fade<br />Even if just for a second<br />You erased my pain.<br />Everytime I see it I think of you<br />I think of how selfish I was<br />And how I forgot to thank you<br />Every drive you took<br />To see my face<br />All the things you did<br />To bring the sun out<br />When I was living in rain.<br />Everytime I see it I think of you<br />And how I ran away<br />Because I knew<br />My misery wasnt ready<br />to let up just yet<br />I cared for you but<br />I wasnt ready to love you then<br />I was exuding to much anger<br />To let you in.<br />Everytime I see it I feel regret<br />I hope you understand that</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">I wasn't exactly myself<br />But everything happens for<br />A reason ...<br /> I hope you understand.</span></span>Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-54490089051630341582012-07-10T01:15:00.004-07:002017-05-19T20:54:45.800-07:00Violated by a Friend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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You were my friend<br />
<br />
so I mistook the volume of your aggression<br />
to be just your nature<br />
When you stormed out<br />
after my simple denial to pleasure<br />
I swept it under the rug<br />
reasoning that like dust it would<br />
lay unseen & unheard<br />
Unable to effect my allergies<br />
I guessed you were just<br />
Testing my moralities<br />
You must've mistaken me<br />
for a late night 2 train local<br />
type of chick to make a stop<br />
for any guy on the track<br />
<br />
but you were my friend<br />
<br />
so I tried desperately to pretend<br />
that your actions wouldn't become a trend<br />
Thought you understood that<br />
our relationship was platonic<br />
But you pressured it to shift like<br />
the tectonic plates under california<br />
that late night I heard<br />
a set of foot steps beside mine<br />
& I looked back to find that<br />
they didn't belong to my shadow<br />
Smelling of straight Georgi & DS<br />
you would've thought the<br />
Devil resided inside of you<br />
& frankly you smiled<br />
<br />
but you were my friend<br />
<br />
So I thought nothing of you<br />
wandering into my room<br />
& as soon as the latches on the<br />
door clicked closed<br />
pulling a trigger to my brain would've of<br />
brought me less anguish & pain<br />
I can still see the painted sin in your eyes<br />
as you pinned me down to the floor<br />
& I screamed STOP<br />
but I guess it wasn't loud enough<br />
for you to realize that<br />
already you had killed me inside<br />
Behind your eyes there was no sight<br />
<br />
& in that moment you were lost<br />
<br />
behind mine bled tears<br />
as I begged you to release me<br />
but you continued to rip off layers of me<br />
my clothing removed from me like<br />
leaves off branches in the Fall<br />
dead with out a choice<br />
dead with out a voice<br />
dead was I as I struggled to get you off of me<br />
but then it seemed pointless<br />
& I became a motionless stone<br />
& my heart drained out to black<br />
& as you prepared to<br />
violate me further I whispered<br />
<br />
but I thought you were my friend<br />
<br />
& you looked up at me<br />
as if you'd forgotten it was me all along<br />
without a word you just picked up & left<br />
<br />
& that was the night<br />
I almost got raped by a friend.<br />
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<br />Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-63456066638383275642012-02-15T00:18:00.001-08:002017-05-19T20:54:45.806-07:00Scared to LoveHe told her that it's over<br />
Even though he still loves her<br />
And when he lays to rest at night<br />
He holds another thinking of her<br />
The truth is that she hurt you<br />
And you wish you could care less<br />
But you hold on to the memories <br />
Cause you can't bare to let them stray<br />
<br />
In fear you wish they'd fade away<br />
But each time she calls your hearts<br />
Pace tends to slightly change<br />
And when she stares<br />
You look the other way<br />
You keep that poker face<br />
Because your scared that the depth<br />
In her eyes is still the same<br />
<br />
Afraid to realize that all the love you<br />
Ever needed is still right there<br />
Even if it I disguised by a thin layer<br />
Of misconceived pain.<br />
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Sleepless nights,<br />
promises and secrets<br />
pent up behind me<br />
tensed up inside me<br />
The story of the unborn<br />
Haunting beside me<br />
Whose going to guide me<br />
The foolish mistake<br />
To let lust engage me<br />
Left better judgement<br />
To escape me<br />
I have forsaken me<br />
For a we that's turned<br />
Into a three<br />
And now that I've subtracted it<br />
how can I look at thee<br />
The mirror cringes at the mere sight of me<br />
Eyes darkened like the sight of death on the cloudiest day you see<br />
my Eyes feeling heavy like I can't stay awake<br />
But I just wish for the day<br />
That I can sleep with no regrets<br />
My sleep is never sleep<br />
Eyes closed with thoughts of dreams<br />
Awake in sleep dreaming of how I thought it would never be me<br />
Passed judgements on those<br />
Who I thought to be beneath me for the choices they made to live<br />
Being labeled for a decision that they thought would be fitting<br />
Fit for an unfit mother to be<br />
we stray<br />
Stitch that red A on my chest<br />
Shun me for being morally incorrect<br />
Smile at me and wait till I turn my back to walk away<br />
To say things that my conscience screams at me everyday<br />
Nothing compares to the pain I felt for<br />
The selfish decision I made for a misconception of reality because<br />
Contraception was too far away to reach<br />
And I thought one exception was a mild thing<br />
Allowed my mind to be deceived by the liquor in me<br />
I shouldn't have poured that last cup before I got home<br />
Because the pouring hasn't stopped since that night he and I made a we<br />
and turned into a three<br />
And after that subtraction<br />
In my mind it's rained for weeks<br />
And still the sorrows that I've buried haven't drowned and dried into<br />
weeds.<br />Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-36367020964290792652012-01-12T03:46:00.001-08:002017-05-19T20:54:45.788-07:00WindowAs the rain hits my window <br />
—pane<br />
Struggles with sleep<br />
Not sure if its a late night<br />
Or an early morning<br />
City moving cautiously<br />
Days like these facilitate<br />
Hazardous mistakes<br />
Rain should cleanse the<br />
Palettes of life <br />
It seems preoccupied<br />
Filling potholes in the street<br />
Empty voids <br />
Making it more obvious<br />
That something’s missing<br />
Making walls transparent<br />
Putting misery in plain sight<br />
Blurring eye sight<br />
As the rain hits my window <br />
—pain<br />
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Dates that end like romantic comedies<br />
Obsessive thoughts like that of those reflected<br />
in Shakespeare's old english sonnets<br />
The kind that ends happily ever after<br />
and sees no color like the love in pochahontas<br />
<br />
but the only fairy dust being spread in reality<br />
are thoughts that turn into desires<br />
and transform into betrayals<br />
the kind of actions that cause the blood flowing<br />
through our veins to clog up so we become numb<br />
to the promises made in the mere past of our present<br />
till we receive the satisfaction<br />
from the superficial temptations we desire<br />
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Infidelity; the only dependable reality<br />
in the loving relationships we seek because<br />
Monogamy; in this age maybe nothing but a dream.Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-70716820961451790152012-01-03T19:28:00.000-08:002017-05-19T20:54:45.812-07:00—Just Write<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">Just Write—</span></strong></span></h2>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Currently Awaiting </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">that moment in time</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">But every time I’m near </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">father time rewinds</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Just Write—</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Dealing with betrayal </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">too often at times</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Can’t seem to find the road </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">with out snakes in sight</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Just Write—</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Been sprung off money</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">all summer Withdrawing </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">off times when </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">dry cereal was my supper</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Brain currently congested </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">cause my mentals allergic</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">To questions left unanswered</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">with no potential solution</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Filling this constant void </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">with him this summer</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Had me caught up </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">momentarily in the end</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Just Write—</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">But then fall </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">was a reality check </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">and more than just a reason </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">to walk away</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Just Write—</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">I’ve lost too many </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">“best friends” in the past</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">maybe thats because they were </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">never really my friends at all</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Just Write—</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Everyone seems to </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">let me down</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">maybe I just expect too much </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">from people at times</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Just Write—</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">I hate being on campus now</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">I feel like a feather </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">locked in a tool box </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">when I’m there</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Just Write—</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">until things come together</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">or just seem right </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">but they never do so</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">I continue to </span></strong></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;">I hope you read the terms of agreement</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">When you take upon the ownership of my heart</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Because the shits non-refundable</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It will be yours for the rest of your life</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I hope you take the time to understand</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">How much I plan to invest</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It is written in the fine print</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Pumping through the aorta in my chest</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">We had each-others <strong><em>love locked down</em></strong> once</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On some <strong><em>robo-cop</em></strong> status</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><em>Street lights</em></strong> need not shed light on our mistakes</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Because the <strong><em>good life</em></strong> we planned not to take for granted</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">When you checked the box stating</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">‘I have read the terms of agreement’</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And when you clicked ‘I agree’ without really reading</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">You overlooked my flaws and openly accepted me</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">No judgment’s at all</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Is that where we went wrong?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Because after that I <strong><em>see you in my nightmares</em></strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><em>Welcome to heartbreak</em></strong> because the keys of trust were misplaced</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">We went up to <strong><em>touch the sky </em></strong>came back down and nothing was the same</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The password for communication disintegrated</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><em>Paranoid</em></strong> in thought thinking that the</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Agreements were filled with faults</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">My fault your fault</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<b><span style="font-family: inherit;">Blame game</span></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Waste of time</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Because in the end</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong><em>Through the wire </em></strong>of your mistake</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Even with <strong><em>all of the lights</em></strong> still on in this place</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">You incarcerate the deep limbic system of my estate</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">In a dark comfort of security without <strong><em>flashing lights</em></strong> to scare me away</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I <strong><em>knock you down</em></strong> and look away as I know</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">That it will eventually <strong><em>all fall down </em></strong>once again</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">And now we sit here</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<strong><em><span style="font-family: inherit;">Lost in the world</span></em></strong></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Wondering what’s next for us</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Because when skimming through the terms of agreement</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px 0px 5px;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Neither of us read the end.</span></div>
Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-89837261022102508242011-02-20T15:15:00.000-08:002017-05-19T20:54:45.839-07:00Attention Un-paidSocializing seems to be your comfort zone<br />
So why is it that in a room filled with people<br />
its me you ignore the most<br />
Do I seem to pose a threat to your flow<br />
Or am I just a nobody<br />
that you just seem to see as irrelevant<br />
Or could it be that you just like me the most<br />
But I must admit that I am in love with your presence<br />
Your attention unpaid makes me think of you daily<br />
Seems like lately you<br />
have seen me in a lot of places you stay in<br />
It would be nice to simply exist in your present day<br />
But presently it seems as though<br />
you want nothing to do with me<br />
But I know I have a hand in this<br />
We have an unspoken language<br />
in auras and eyes met<br />
And so I will leave it where it standsMiss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-42252603010890046212011-02-20T15:05:00.000-08:002017-05-19T20:54:45.794-07:00Caged Bird<a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2452/3753415064_51d5e002c0.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2452/3753415064_51d5e002c0.jpg" width="195" /></a>you think distinctly of me<br />
reluctantly linking me to the<br />
nightmares that you dream<br />
leave me to sleep without<br />
the disturbances of your<br />
wants wishes and needs<br />
let me fly free<br />
you got my wings strapped<br />
to your cage solely for the<br />
security of knowing that I<br />
will always be right there<br />
dont continue to mistake my<br />
cries and screams for that<br />
song that the caged bird sings<br />
<br />
there is not one ounce of joy in this.Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-61612506928471849752011-02-20T14:41:00.000-08:002017-05-19T20:54:45.803-07:00Quiet Emotion<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3106/2759893984_7c7af9850f.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3106/2759893984_7c7af9850f.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">is she wrong to state </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">that she feels the comfort </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">of his soul penetrating </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">from her head down to her toes.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">they don’t belong to one another </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">but each other they adore, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">and when together one-another’s attention </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">they effortlessly own.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">when their eyes meet,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> her feet become weak </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">but yet stuck distinctly </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">and their bodies ignite in heat.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">their skin doesn’t match, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">and their mind sets are </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">complete opposites that attract, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">compatibility seems exact and yet</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">meekly he stares into the </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">sudden depths of her soul </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">that exact sudden depth that she refuses to show</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3106/2759893984_7c7af9850f.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span style="font-size: small;">and yet she cant deny </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">that he makes her feel whole, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">and with every second that he holds her </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">the embrace continues to lure her closer.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">they sleep calmly until they wake, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">until their eyes can meet once again </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">and his eyes secretly grace her, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">from her face down to her waist</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">he holds her tightly till she wakes, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">makes her feel at home at his own place </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">and as she stretches and she wakes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> her eyes meet his once again and </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">he says good morning to her and </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">they go about there general days thinking </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">about one another without it being said.</span></div>Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-712664366518733372010-12-24T19:05:00.001-08:002017-05-19T20:54:45.815-07:00Dear SantaDear Santa,<br />
<br />
Its been a minute since we spoke last<br />
you probably dont remember me on your good list<br />
because I didnt give you the chance to put me thereMiss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-24687012650030341942010-12-11T16:28:00.000-08:002017-05-19T20:54:45.785-07:00Our Encounters<big>never planned or expected</big><br />
<big>still he steals my attention</big><br />
<big>from any other interested eyes</big><br />
<big>in the room</big><br />
<big>these guys they despise him</big><br />
<big>or so they should</big><br />
<big>because with out a try</big><br />
<big>he got me fixated on his every move</big><br />
<big>respected by many</big><br />
<big>and loved by a few</big><br />
<big>he got more than enough hoes</big><br />
<big>so he respects the way that I move</big><br />
<big>understands that no doesn’t mean that</big><br />
<big>I don’t feel the same way he feels for me</big><br />
<big>a deep stare from his eyes</big><br />
<big>relaxes my mind for the night</big><br />
<big>no games in hindsight</big><br />
<big>he the type of nigga that can hold me down</big><br />
<big>the type of dub that’s too good to be true</big><br />
<big>he gotta be laced with something you see</big><br />
<big>everytime I take a pull</big><br />
<big>exhaling is never easy</big><br />
<big>I feel as though a piece of him stays within me</big><br />
<big>style impeccable, swagged out like no other</big><br />
<big>yet his intellect surpasses that of the majority</big><br />
<big>chemistry like we were meant to be</big><br />
<big>yet chill around one another like we family</big><br />
<big>the comfort of his arms</big><br />
<big>is a feeling that I had far forgotten</big><br />
<big>till he held me perfectly</big><br />
<big>my body molded into his as if</big><br />
<big>that’s the way it was meant to be</big><br />
<big>somebody please tell me</big><br />
<big>that they know what I mean</big><br />
<big>damn i got it bad, but he’s the type of guy</big><br />
<big>that i just got to have.</big><br />
<big><br />
</big>Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-22237560702945860012010-12-09T13:00:00.001-08:002010-12-09T13:00:40.562-08:00Mini Skirt<h2><big><b></b></big></h2><big><b><img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbjbba7Hxc1qay9v0.jpg" /></b></big><br />
<big><b>i stare hypocrisy in the face</b></big><br />
<big><b>bold and blankly like the pinnacle of their fate</b></big><br />
<big><b>i feel the intensity of despise in your eyes</b></big><br />
<big><b>and you hawk me down</b></big><br />
<big><b>as i strut around with my head held high</b></big><br />
<big><b>in my mini skirt… yes mini skirt that hugs my physique just right</b></big><br />
<big><b>so i continue to sway my hips in that rhythmic way</b></big><br />
<big><b>ipod on shuffle volume on max</b></big><br />
<big><b>the therapy to my life</b></big><br />
<big><b>take a second and compare</b></big><br />
<big><b>think of where you were at when you were my age</b></big><br />
<big><b>and what you were wearing</b></big><br />
<big><b>i swear you ‘<strike>church</strike>’ people need to be prayed for</b></big><br />
<big><b>“she should respect herself” she whispers</b></big><br />
<big><b>“her skirt is too short” she says</b></big><br />
<big><b>…BITCH its just fashion</b></big><br />
<big><b>but then i’d be wrong if i slurred those words to her in disgust</b></big><br />
<big><b>with the serpent of a tongue i possess</b></big><br />
<big><b>and the venomous vocabulary i’ve been blessed with</b></big><br />
<big><b>but instead i just pleasantly smiled and walked away</b></big><br />
<big><b>turned the other cheek like the word says</b></big><br />
<big><b>because if i dared to break on you</b></big><br />
<big><b>all of this around us would tumble down faster then the walls of Jericho</b></big><br />
<big><b>walkin around actin like you saved</b></big><br />
<big><b>go on with your bad self</b></big><br />
<big><b>of course you want to be saved now</b></big><br />
<big><b>now that you’ve lived your life in its entirety</b></big><br />
<big><b>im just askin for the equal chance to do the same</b></big><br />
<big><b>now that your prepared to kneel down in the name of Christ</b></big><br />
<big><b>you dare to judge me like im doing something wrong</b></big><br />
<big><b>but you fail to realize that my faith is different</b></big><br />
<big><b>my path to him has not been paved in your direction</b></big><br />
<big><b>my God understands me an accepts me the way</b></big><br />
<big><b>that i am… even in my mini skirt.</b></big>Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-29285088971452336822010-12-05T16:27:00.000-08:002010-12-05T16:27:50.920-08:00Dear Mona Lisa<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><a href="http://www.arlindo-correia.com/mona_lisa_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.arlindo-correia.com/mona_lisa_b.jpg" width="186" /></a><big>why the false testimony</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>what should I trust</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>your painted on smile</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>or the darkness of your eyes</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>did the painter deceive your emotion</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>or did you deceive his</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>in this world too large to fit</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>on your canvas</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>how could we ever comprehend</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>and detect the truth</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>today I borrowed your smile</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>but i promise you can have it back</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>because to fool others</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>is to torment yourself</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>dealing with a reality that</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>crawls through you like</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>the blood in your veins</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>dreams undreamt</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>tell me why you forced your face</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><big>to smile when your soul frowns?</big></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></span></div>Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-33782112912002842302010-09-16T00:03:00.000-07:002010-09-16T00:03:51.966-07:00Heartbreak Vol. 1Should've wanted me when you had me<br />
now you got to watch the beauty you could have had on the next mans arm<br />
and you know that I ain't mean to cause you any harm<br />
but i guess the damage is done<br />
you claim that I took your heart and ran away with it<br />
but truth be told you allowed your heart to lay and stay away dormant<br />
I looked in my pockets and your heart wasn't there<br />
you probably lost it<br />
its probably in hiding because it got tired of being<br />
played, betrayed and wasted away<br />
So dream me when you hold that emptiness tight<br />
because I'm the one you should've wanted<br />
when you had the chance to treat me right.Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5476905708396525468.post-79199656433628561852010-09-15T23:53:00.000-07:002010-09-15T23:53:05.954-07:00Black PageI wish pain was written in pencil<br />
and I was a blank page<br />
so that the scars of the past could be easily erased<br />
disappeared, like that show<br />
Without A Trace<br />
a smooth yellow number 2<br />
like the ones I was forced to take those state tests with<br />
I could bubble in those blank circles with out fear<br />
so that if I made a mistake I could effortlessly<br />
change my answer or make it disappear<br />
a number two pencil<br />
so that I could go back to a blank page<br />
after an error had taken place.<br />
<br />
Or maybe should I wish to be a white board<br />
so that my life can be written in expo markers instead<br />
make a mistake wipe it clean back to its<br />
original stage of purity<br />
back to its white blankness<br />
or should I say blank whiteness<br />
another chance to mess up without any reprimands<br />
How about white chalk on concrete<br />
just wait for the rain and it will be right back to where it started<br />
but me I wasn't so lucky<br />
<br />
I was born a black page<br />
<br />
nothing but a scar from the day I entered this world<br />
and my accounts are written in sharpies and pens<br />
that bleed and scratch their permanent<br />
expressions onto my page<br />
every error and rough draft remains<br />
nothing but layers of mistakes<br />
oh but wait I have white-out, oh please<br />
<br />
they don't make such heavenly creations for black pages<br />
black out see how pretty that sounds<br />
but when mistakes do occur that is the result<br />
I blackOUT<br />
but then I remember<br />
all these scribbles, scratches, corrections, mistakes <br />
displayed on my skin are nothing but character<br />
my black page tells stories of pains that taught lessons <br />
fights that caused dreams accomplished<br />
my life ... nothing less and nothing more<br />
but a black page.Miss Jaimiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02700479413443769565noreply@blogger.com0