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Stephanie Anne

Nightmare

Therapies an example of the route of paranoia.
Your day dreams a daze.
Drunk driving life decisions.
Ignorance, think a little darker... Deeper maybe, what possesses the dark thoughts of the evil.
Your worst night mare .
Hell a proposition the weak optimise.
All because of a  wrong path.
Stigmatised. The emo, pouring up, drinking to a point were emotional security is only a vision in trance.
Corporate division, standing on the train track with a back pack,
Lost.
Can they... get their lives back
Bad dreams float in the night air.
Dirty laundry, societies outsiders
 
Stephanie R

(2014)

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Perfect simplicity

I never believed in soppy boy meet… Fireworks, hug and kisses. The honey moon phase they call it. But those innocent eyes, your diff… Relatable, understanding fun, lovi…
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Where do I stand now

The day’s seem long. The continuous repetitive cycles. Questioning my every move... A black women. I am a jinx. I will never be good…
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Distant thoughts ...

An awkward silence. A tense corridor. Windows and doors unopened, just t… Previous events daunt on the ideas… A shaded memory, a facade of fact.
A Women's Worth

Are female emotions the play book… We make them a breed instead of a… Entrapped we create division. Tears cried, wasted and adapted to… It’s not me it’s ...
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High maintainence meditation

Dim the lights Light a candle High maintenance meditation I know what you want You have a thirst for wealth
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Pulse

Tension strained by emotions. A dependency that creates the rate… Up and down... a roller-coaster. Determining the reality of life an… Instead tailored sections all part…
Contemplating...

Is it an empty space I try to voi… Distractions, pulses and comtempla… But the rain doesn’t stop it’s fal… And the tears don’t stop ... Internally dying
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When can I celebrate?

When is the time right to praise s… We drink to celebrate but what am… What is real happiness. When all is well, why do we still… The predators achieved there main…
Control

Loosing myself to find you Selfishness —we turn a blind eye Struggling to see the view over th… Eyes wide open Yet flaws remain imperishable
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Lust drove me to love

Lust drove me to love. I thought love would balance me. Defeat my insecurities. Make me whole ... At peace. The world revolves yet I stand st…
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Average

Money an idealism for hard work, p… However minimum wage is still bett… Invisible to the visible. Inspired by the triggered temptati… A window shopper, is the high life…
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The effect of wealth.

Laying in the bed of a palace, whi… My tenets; if even possible to be… Laying in the silk sheets she woul… Sat in a bubble, the mind loses co… Secluded from natural order and mo…
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Then and Now

We resemble the soil from which valuable things are harvested and grown from. Yet this is the same soil that gets walked upon by its own resemblance.I dont know whether we are visually ...
6 Feet...

I think of a time when the sun shined to a point where, my eyes were blinded. Eyes open I find myself surrounded by the simplicity of four white walls, in a playground of memories, my...
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Rain cloud

Could it be... No really, does it have to be That I settle for my emotions bei… I become Oblivious to time, How long do I allow desire and lu…
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