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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Crumbled like dust and I began to stumble like ashes with a gust of wind – that’s what I felt before exchanging smiles and goodbyes… Oblivious obviously…removing the plank from my own eyes of deep-inside-prideful lies Memorably, miserably yet magnificently and mesmerizingly myself simultaneously Precious and passionately positive and neutrality in my nostalgias, negotiating muses of confusion is tested negative Emaniculately and remarkably alive – dead to the eyes however…and I’m not the one to blame…my fires of fervent faithfulness ablaze and I seek God’s praise…graze in your own maze…look upon Godly, gratitude-of-attitude gaze…I’m just in a haze of bewilderment these days…compelling to the max and I couldn’t keep track and taken aback by instant gratification’s sensations in vexation and sluggish, rubbish relaxation…all of the sudden, miraculous blessings unfold like a butterfly out of his handsome, healing cocoon of cheer without shedding a tear and without removing remembrances of childlike fears…cheers to what happiness appears to be like in the perspective of the Lord of Accord…my end nears as my beginning steers into His point of view! I have nightmares of mirrors and shadows…who knows where the wicked wind blows…let the sunshine glow and let happiness be a-grow…you know? Let your grimaces of gracious glory show..bestow tranquility upon my mindset of upset regret…I’m caught in the aftermath of my failure’s forlorn net of high-as-a-jet, dumb-as-a-dense-pet outlet…remorse has run its course of course… Lack of empathy won’t do me good…misunderstoodness and fatality leads to helpless hopefulness and anxious angst all the same Lonesome and cumbersome my life is as a whole…awesome in my complexities and simplicities…unbearably unfathomable is my lack of understanding His radiant, reminiscent and remedy-like road… I have a vision of vitality in its highest…I have passed life’s test as far as I desire or detest Now, I’m knocking on heaven’s corridor as I rise to the optimistic occasion Grief-stricken but I am realizing that God’s way is the light of compelling compassion Craving cleverness and battling writer’s block as I sit back and kick my feet high above this dock of determination and destiny Oppression and its notion thereof is nothing but worthlessness that comes to waste and I want to captive your liberty selflessly Neverending notifications caught in my noggin of nestled, crooked lullabies…hear my cries, oh God Most High…deny me not when I am ancient and gray…trying to obey Him when my rebellion has been burdening me by the billions…trillions of tensions collapse and ascend like boulders of half-hearted, heartless, mindless and maleficent brilliance…my stability and foundation has fallen from the start – take heart, oh Father of faithfulness and loyalty above me… Fret not,fear not…I have sought shameless serenity since day 1 honestly… Under pressure beyond measure’s pleasure Solution is to be concise and less complicated in creativeness and craziness combined I need to endure and find a cure…in the depths of meaning behind closed doors of dutiful delight Never underestimate His light and might Glory be to God completely – I am no longer compelled in confusion’s captivity and in reality, I am free as free can be…possibly, losing it slowly, but surely…catastrophe creates corruption and vanity plays its violin of profane vulgarity…narcissism is in each organism is unreasonably incompetent and dense in itself – do you get my drift? I need a lift and God gave me mercy as a gift…to get through this rift of rapid waves of doubt and lack of hope thereof – God, however, is the Father of genuine, genius love Inevitable, incredible endearment and encouragement is what I need right now…living temporarily and wonderfully in the present moment, content and calm and collected… Shimmer…glimmer…simmer down…don’t sink and drown in depression’s hold and be bold Silhouetted in bemusing shadows of shamefulness and sheltered in insanity’s impatience Oh, I must wait till He rescues me from deep within…patience is key to deliverance… Ugly habits kill…I am feeling like an accidental milk spill…life's hiking that hill of hope…there, we must cope and don’t hold on to that rageful, reckless rope…Dave, be brave and don’t cry away and mope…don’t do what thou wilt and I will eventually, wholeheartedly quit quilting guilt…I am resiliently, awesomely built..don’t let my friendship of feelings from fearlessness tilt… Needle in a haystack, as my saying goes, is a haystack in a needle – think about that for a moment or two as I undo this rue so cruel and making me feel like a fool…I need to use my righteous tool in mind and don’t leave His spirit of adoration behind… Crazed and disoriented no more…I am relieved and no longer in grief to the core… Oh, how my wings of wonderful willpower of wisdom soars Odd and triumphant…I’m even with you in being significant…I am confident and cultivating creativity at hand – understand our airplanes don’t always land in the same land…I need a helping hand, but then I recognized that you also need one like a long-term successful band…countless and endless is my inspiration like the beach sand… Living life in the clear…my dear reader of curious wonder…
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