I WAS ONCE.....

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I was once diving into a swamp of despair....



I waved my hands to the world, and....



Yet no one didn’t see me....



No one did not care....



The more I fought, the more sink....



Like quicksand....



I was fallen deep ....



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I was once filled with radiant innocence....



From my plaited hair....



To my tiny little feet....



Then someone, something....



Stole something from me....



I can’t ever get it back....



I wish all I can wish....



To reverse the time....



But it happened, and I refuse....



To cry....



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I was once fearful of my skin....



Contentment of my rolls....



Embarrassed of my lips....



Too shy to be held....



Too shy to give a steamy kiss....



This is what fear cause me ....



To miss....



Afraid of accepting “me”....



Petrified to embrace my abilities....



Then one day, I said “STOP”....



Let me, just be me....



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I was once frightened of love....



The four letter word was ....



A waste of breath....



Love didn’t love me....



Love stomped on my feelings....



Love used me....



Love abused me....



Love played me....



Love kept away from me....



Then one day, I said “No!!”....



Re-seed your mind, and love ....



Will again…grow....



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I was once without self....



Trepidation ....



Intimation....



Depreciation....



Was all my inner me....



I didn’t love myself....



Cause there was no self esteem....



Self consciousness blinded my vision....



Then one day, I broke out of my cage....



And I elevated my voice....



And say....



I’m a queen!!....



One of God’s children!!....



He didn’t make junk....



I’m not trash....



I’m like Alicia, I’m part of the ....



Superwoman’s class....



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I was once a non dreamer....



Didn’t believe....



I can achieve....



The American dream....



I didn’t think I had what it took....



To pursue....



The things I can do....



I am a creative....



Love to express myself....



Through the pen....



Through the keys....



Through my philosophical beliefs....



I am a mother....



I can be a lover....



I am “Golden” like Jill’s....



I have “Greatest Love of All” like....



Whitney....



I can “I Feel Good” like Stephanie Mills....


And still,


have the “Fire and Desire” like....



Rick and Teena Marie....



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I once thought reaching forty....



was it....



the boobs hang....



the libido can’t feel a thang....



and nestled around the hair....



was one lil gray....



I thought my life won’t be the same....



Then one day, a spark of belief....



Rained on my mind....



Optimism is a fountain of youth....



Negativity is blind....



Life is short ....



And open your eyes....



You have one life to live....



So give it all, give it all....



You got to give....



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I was once could not, will not believe ....



As I’m writing this, I want you…the reader....



Believe in your dreams....



Because you can do anything!....



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© unique, 2009 ....



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