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THE SIRE
By: Crystal Lahan Endlessly Seeking One Mystress Who holds the key To my undoing Her name Sounds Surrender; Bosom-buddies With fate She is found In the holiest Of places, The darkest Of spaces... Buried In pieces Amongst The ruins of Her Temple Safely hidden Everywhere The sire Refuses To go... ©2017 Crystal Lahan All Rights Reserved. You are welcome to share this content (unchanged) on websites and social media outlets, but please keep the integrity of this article intact by including the author (Crystal Lahan) & the source link www.crystallahan.com - thank you! ❤
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HURTING PEOPLE
By: Crystal Lahan Hurting people Hurt others. Pain wants To Be Expressed Acknowledged Shared Can you feel... Its call? Pressing... On your chest, Choking... Up your throat, Wounding... Your mind? Your pain... Is a call. Calling for you Through you Through us All. Pain will find a way To you Like it's Santa At Christmas Time To exchange Presence Ready to Be Unwrapped? Now Is the time To go wild Be crazy And tear Open This Gift I promise Your soul will Love it. ©2017 Crystal Lahan All Rights Reserved. You are welcome to share this content (unchanged) on websites and social media outlets, but please keep the integrity of this article intact by including the author (Crystal Lahan) & the source link www.crystallahan.com - thank you! ❤ TO BE THE SEED
(AN ODE TO SPRING) By: Crystal Lahan Nourish Your Self Refresh Your Self Feel The warm Sunshine And rest. You will Crack Split Sprout Open Push Through The deep Dark soil Move With the Light Revel And wonder In the roots Of your Being. ©2017 Crystal Lahan All Rights Reserved. You are welcome to share this content (unchanged) on websites and social media outlets, but please keep the integrity of this article intact by including the author (Crystal Lahan) & the source link www.crystallahan.com - thank you! ❤  33
BLESS THIS GODDESS Bless This Goddess Up Never Down Stop telling Her To change Stop telling Her She-is-not-enough, Way-too-much, She Knows Her Name She Knows It’s Summer Time Not time to lose Time to play Light Not time to weigh in Oh those last few pounds… Isn’t Perfection so hard to find? And yet Here She is ready to Reign Truth In all of Her Brilliance She is a Radical One This Goddess A Matron of Honour Glorious In all of Her Beauty She is the One Whose voice you hear Calling… Quietly Within Asking gently To dry your tears Of hurt and shame. - crystal lahan 33 * If you feel the urge... write a comment below and share what moves you. ©2017 Crystal Lahan All Rights Reserved www.crystallahan.com You are welcome to share anything on the site with others as you feel guided. Please keep the integrity of this article intact by including the author & source website link - thank you! |
