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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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life thoughts

Limits

I have no limits except those in my own mind People may try their damnedest to put them on me Tell me what I should do with my day How I should live my life and with who But really when... Continue Reading →

Finding Home

Home in your heart can travel with you anywhere It isn't defined by four walls With a lock and a key on the door Claiming it as yours Securing your valuables away Home is in your heart In your memories... Continue Reading →

Painful Demons

Demons facing Daughters Dancing daunting in the dark Shadows Skulking and lingering Lost hearts searching for Healing Hoping one day The dawn will come and clear Her heavy heart And the burdens won't Beat her down for any more Days... Continue Reading →

Meeting Destiny

Standing in front of my destiny For so long it felt like deja vu Have I been here before? I seem to recognize you But in that foggy way Where you don't really want to say anything For fear it's... Continue Reading →

Rebirth of Language

I walk alone wandering trying to heal Not understanding the language of the world around me But continuing to try to translate Crumbling Confusion Creates Chaos But I find courage to continue Stronger than before Most times... Even sometimes unwilling... Continue Reading →

The Cabin

I opened the door and felt freedom to my heart. The air outside was cold and crisp which was a stark contrast to the cozy cabin I'd been snuggled up in all day by the crackling fire. As I stood... Continue Reading →

What you mean in Oz

Once important people Are no longer so important Opinions that once mattered Voices once respected Have now been silenced in the mind The golden bridge that's been crossed Can't be burned from memory But won't be crossed back over That... Continue Reading →

My Heart Hurts

My heart hurts I've felt so distant from you lately When I've reached out it feels like I've just missed you Grasping the air just past Where you were there Looking up to you has been the flaw I suppose... Continue Reading →

A Daughter’s Worth

A doll house A play house Where all too real stories are acted out By children who don't realize The adults want them to censor What their little ears have heard and little eyes have seen Before relaying those seemingly... Continue Reading →

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