Dirty Lemonade©

Structured in sinking sand
A plan drawn with a shaking hand
You divorced your nugget for a diamond
Traded your soul for the world while screaming Phil 4 verse 13
A Righteous Sinner
Mixing black coffee with cream

Rising in war so you never rested in peace
A Walking nightmare so you never had dreams

Rosy cheeks with a smile full of thorns
Who's to be scorned?
Who had died for this to be born?
Never trusted a soul including your own
Standing in the rain so no one sees your tears
Dirty lemonade drinking for the rest of your years
Always sipping on something so you're never sober enough to confront your fears.©
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Words from Baltasar Gracian (The Art of Worldly Wisdom)

A man at his best. You are not so born: strive daily to develop yourself in your person, in your every gift, of your every faculty. You will know it in the improvement of your taste, in the clarification of your thinking, in the maturity of your judgment, in the control of your will. Some never attain the perfect, something always being lacking, and others are late in coming to themselves. The man complete, wise in speech, wise in action, is admitted, yea, he is welcomed into that rare fellowship of those who understand.
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Queen Ifrica-Lioness On The Rise (Automatic Riddim)HQ

Green Power

Say hello to what I call my hulk formula: Callaloo, Parsley and Cucumber with an orange on the side. Yep it tasted like dirty water but I felt proud of myself, thought about Rocky Balboa when he drank the raw eggs, I'm just boxing for good health. :D
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Motivation

Often times we take the route of looking for motivation, seldom do we allow it to find us. Motivation is that force that dwells within anything and can be discovered at anytime and all the time. Being motivated to live or to be alive is the lamp upon the path for continuous motivation. The one that knows the source of the river never worries about it's supply and a man that lives for the seasons never worries about change.

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Invisible Chains and Shackles

The chains are long enough for you to feel free, then that final step you feel that restriction and you realize freedom was but an illusion and there you sit again in despair, counting the days until freedom sings...
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Donopoly anyone?

 

by Michael Flyn Elliot