Most Days

Never Silence the Madness

Most days

I do the things I Love

I seek out the things that make me happy

I love the people around me that I hold dear 

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Most days

I dance because I love the music

I sing because I love the words

I cry because I feel the passion 

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Most days

I live my life

Go from point A to point B

Grateful for the day I have been given

Hopeful for tomorrow

Learning from the memory of my past 

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Most days

I inhale the beauty that this world places before me

I exhale the impossibles

And I get myself to tomorrow 

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But ….. 

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Some days

I miss the comfort of being able to call you any time of the day

To hear your voice

To vent insecurities

To remind ourselves that we are queens 

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Some days

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