Letters  to Myself

Letters to Myself

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In times of despair, I cowered into the security of poetry. No one could imagine such a darkness from such a floral and beautiful world.
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DURING A STRUGGLE IN MY LIFE CONSUMED WITH LONINESS AND DRUGS , ENCOUNTERED EVENTS THAT AMAZED ME. GOING THROUGH TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS IN MY LIFE I WAS AT A CROSS ROAD AND HAD TO MAKE A DECISION TO LIVE OR DIE IN THE STATE OF MIND, LOST AND CONFUSED IN A WORLD FULL OF HATRED, MANIPULATION AND DECIET. I WAS IN A SPITITUAL BATTLE AND THE WORDS CAME TO ME IN THE SPIRIT WHICH ALLOWED ME TO OVERCOME LIVING IN THE NIGHT LIFE AND TO TRULY BECOME THE LADY I WAS LOST TO A WORLD OF CONFUSION... THE WORDS I SPEAK ARE FROM MY HEART AND TRUE. I ROSE ABOVE INTO THE LIGHT LED BY THE SPIRITS.

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