Speak up, a poem

I find myself being quiet to avoid confrontation because my parents were scary when I was small and there was not allowance for my expression. Funny though, because last night at work I got written up for speaking my opinion. I have fought hard for the healing of my internal system and many parts have …

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Murder gene is bound to emerge

She has boobs and I thought that was a dead give away, but apparently, nothing is certain anymore. Since man does not trust God, and since the world has persuaded the church to embrace dogma as the remedy for all of their pain, we have a society seeking self-rule, freedom from the imagined tyranny of …

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