I want my raw emotions on paper.
I need to release.
I'm not trying to hold you long
I just want to state my peace
I speak strength,
Courage,
Love,
Respect.
I speak lust,
Compassion,
Truth,
Sex.
Dialect my future, intertwined with fate.
Realizing my now. Knowing God made no mistakes.
I speak my truths.
Some hurts.
Others pain.
A challenging youth.
I apologize for nothing that I may say, because if you walked the path that I have, your words, you too would slay.
I'm comfortable with this.
Accepting that all things are for a reason, and to stop now would mean that I'm no longer breathing...
I speak.
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