Category: dreams
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Pass You By
To run Chase Hope Desire Fight for the dream Pulling at the seams Looking for the life That you were denied Hoping that things will change Years have passed But knowledge has increased Tears have dried Truth has sailed across the ocean like the tide Move Before the moment passes you by Love always, Esha…
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We Are Survivors Audio
The system is rigged to keep honest and kind people in object poverty forever feeding the beast. Greed, wickedness and jealousy has left many of us feeling like prey as opposed to employees, family members, lovers or friends. We are not victims. We are survivors. We are fighters. We are the marching feet of eager…
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One Moment
I would dance past the break of day to share one moment with you again. Because every second we spend together hangs onto my heart like a loose string on a thick, sweater. To hold onto your hands and stare into your dark, beautiful eyes is ecstasy. We make misty dreams come into fruition. Love…
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Because of Love
If I love you Then I love you There are no if, an’s or maybes You are forever my baby Your love cannot cage me But if I allow it to… It can change me I’m into you The way you move The things you do Taking in every moment we spend Like a dream…
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On My Father’s Shoulders
Today, I saw a toddler sitting on his father’s shoulders. It touched my heart to see the glee and the excitement in his eyes. It reminded me of my Dad and the wonderful moments we shared. Fathers are so important. I don’t think western society gives them the love and recognition that they deserve oftentimes.…
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Identity
You move even when your feet hurt And your heart burns When answers are few and far in-between And your soul yearns For something more than a warm body to lay next to A lover than takes from your essence But doesn’t appreciate you That shows you one mask after another So you pull at…
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Pictures
I love you still. Silent words lie in-between us. Day dreams that faded into the background. Pictures never developed lie in camera rolls on dusty countertops in an abandoned house. Where we once held hands and made plans that never came into fruition. But my heart longs for you still. Love always, Esha <3
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