{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #17} {Can't Sleep At Night} 

Sleep is what I would love to have at night but sleep never comes because I have insomnia that keeps me wake at night `n` then the other part is that my big brain is hard as heck to shut down so I can sleep all due to Arnold Chiari Malformation Disease because we attend to keep our brains on auto run so we will not forget...

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{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #2} {Sometimes} 

Sometimes

I feel

lost in

this evil 

corrupted 

world we

have to

call home 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/08/2017 all rights reserved

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I had that dream again...

You and me dancing on some random beach.

 I felt your hands on my thighs,

moving me gently with your warm eyes.

You were looking at me like if it was the first time, 

the first time of holding me with your warm hands. 

I remember it clearly now.

My head was resting on your chest,

I know you were smelling my hair and

playing with it just like y...

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And yet those nights are cold, 

without the warmth of another soul.

Having this desire of speaking with the dark, 

to urge something to feel...

And yet it remains what it is, 

what it is the dream and what it is the reality of the dream. 

-G.N.D.

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Tell me I'm broken

Tell me that it's too late to glue all the pieces back together

Like a shit mosaic we made when there was nothing better to do

My body is a vinyl that no one's played in years

Scratched and distorted but the music is still the same just heard by different ears

If my body is a temple in which my mind is the God of it's intention

Then I must surely be an athiest 

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The deepest love does not rest
In just lips or eyes
Or kisses or caress
Carried in gentleness
Across the wind,

But rather an emotion
That hangs on your thoughts
Whether across meadows
Bathed in frozen dew
Or listening to raindrops

Developing slowly over time
Like a detective novel
Opening up in soft layers
Until the meaning stares you
Straight in the face

Across borrowed harbo...

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The more you twinkle, the more is glare,

The more is your envy, the more is flare,

The more is love, the more is care,

Many people globed, but rest are here,

Enjoyment is hobby, not everyone’s but their,

Many candidatures, but one is chair,

Belief is immortal, till death to dare,

God is everywhere, kindly be aware,

Architecture spreads wings, when united engineer,

Action...

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