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Freedom

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These are mind games that my mind likes playing.
I once heard Lupe say, that the only thing he ever heard was silence.
Well, the only peace I ever felt was violence.
Word to Jhenè,
My mind is my mine, like my freedom is.
Comfortable prisons and optional blindfolds will not hold me.
I’m trapped in my need to be free.
Redemptive opportunities present themselves with ribbons.
Life-long missions reveal a chance to recieve.
My fear of regret screams “YES PLEASE!”
As peace tells me to take a seat.
I dodged snakes for ladders that don’t involve boards.
May my dreams monopolise my need to be needless.
These are mind games that my mind likes playing,
you’re never puzzled if you know where your peace is.

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Mel(l)o(w)dic™ x Anonymous – I Used To Love Him

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I used to love him.

I loved him because he showed me something I never knew.
Our love was a way of life.
The beginning of an eternal routine.
He was the key to what was locked.
The keeper of my soul.
The air I breathed.
The new centre of my world.
So when it all ended,
I felt like I had lost it all.

Everything he taught me was just a dream he sold.
I was just a sheep he counted .
The one that passed by.
The one that you never intended to see again.

I loved him.

Even when he walked away.
When he wiped away our history.
When he broke my heart and trampled on the cracks.
When he said I was a regret and that he would never want me back.

I used to love him.

Because I thought his love was the only love I knew.
That it could never be found again but thats not true.
The love of my creator is all that I need. For who am I that you are mindful of me?

I am content because that part of my life is over.
And that he who truly loves me will make my life beautiful.

I used to love him.

Piece written by a very talented Anonymous : )