SNEAK PEEK: Section 4- Friends {Inspiration}

Right now I’m a little inspired
Trying to get out of writers block
But my mind is so tired
It’s been through a lot this past couple of weeks
And if I think about it I been a little weak
Not physically but mentally
Maybe I’m drainedOr just a little bit insane

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SNEAK PEEK: Section 3- Love & Relationships { Batteries Not Included}

This is a mystery
Why is he so good to me?
Did I find the right one?
The look he gives me tells me this is true love
Every time we are together I don’t want to separate
He is far beyond the perfect mate
When he smiles at me I lose my breathe
And his touch is as sweet as it can be
So perfect in my eyes it’s like he is running on some type of human battery

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SNEAK PEEK: Section 2- Life { Unfinished Business}

I have a lot of unfinished business in this unfinished life
There’s so much I want to do
I feel like my time isn’t being well spent
So many time my life has took this spin
To where I just think of all my sins
Maybe they aren’t sins but feelings of guilt for my choices
Could I have made better ones at times?
Maybe I’m asking too many questions
Interrogating myself like I’ve committed a crime
I feel like I am running out of time and I need an answer
Why wait for something that may not grow
Why waste time and continue to go toe to toe

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SNEAK PEEK: Section 1- Family { Mom is my Dad}

She brought me into this world of sin
But she is my mother where can I possibly begin
She nursed me from an infant to an adult
Like a boxing instructor she taught me to stay off the ropes

My Dad was never there
But my Mom is my Dad

I grew up in a house with four siblings
My mom was tough
When times got rough we overcame our loses
We never wanted for nothing
And accepted if we couldn’t get everything new
It just showed me growing up what kind of responsibility I was getting into

My Dad was never there
But my Mom is my Dad

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