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Alone​​
Searching in the distance for a familiar face
But as hard as I try I know it’s a waste
I don’t belong to them nor them to me
One-of-a-kind is the loneliest thing to be…

Renee (Hey guys, I can't seem to finish this poem. If you're inspired i would love to know what you would add to it ...)

Beyond

Look beyond the facade and find my meritocracy

Feel the potential of my earned Royalty

Deeper and deeper into my soul

I openly share my heart my passion my goals

Lead me to the promise of your disposition

Passion is power and power is individualism

Him

Written plainly across her lips are the thought she tries to misplace.
Fluently speaking to her body’s language proud, when her heart stops beating to race.
Surely hidden are the words, the moments, the soft kisses that made tears run down her face.
Why or what is she hiding when her heart has been stolen without a trace…
The warmth is the feeling that she longs to embrace
But Struck by the terror and love she was humbled to grace
It’s him at fault; him to blame, but she is  satisfied as long as it’s him; Him, forever and always.

Every once in a while I do a shoot that inspires me to vent. Hope you enjoy my inner most

Thoughts

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