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AKA Peace & Love Feels Like 
Era 2013-2020

Includes Lyrics & Poems from
possibilities & Heartbreak LoveStories Vol.1
The Strength To Love You:
possibilities Vol.2
Ghost & Breathe: Heartbreak Lovestories Vol.3
I Guess THis Is What Love Feels LIke
THe Dreamscape Confessions 


This Is My Therapy

8/16/2019

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I picked up my mic and recited my old saying 
still me, still peace, still stronger than yesterday.
No matter how hard I would fall, no matter 
how much I wanted to break away from this life
and try to live a lie. I sometimes felt I would
die from the insecurities and the past entities 
of inner demons, but I picked up my mic and recited
that old peaceful poetry that I was stronger than 
yesterday, that I was a different me yesterday
reciting it to myself like it’s therapy. 

Recited it like old poetry, relieved the scenes like
intense therapy. Watched me cry in the mirror
and break my own soul being honest with my
heart floating behind a mirror of thin silver and gold.
Wanted my true colors back, that black and bold, that
red and brave, the dark blue and true. Telling myself
I gotta be true to me again, honest with my soul
again. 

Don’t touch me...

This is my therapy.

I picked up my old book, and it took me on a journey 
to the past memories, my old, not yet concrete
sanity, back to my vanity and pretending that
I had it all together. Picked up my old collections 
and did a quick reflection, looking for protection from
the old insecruites. That I was ready to take on the 
world, but in reality I was only playing an old
worn out identity, trying to finish it’s ending scene
in a dark room bleeding.

Read it like old me, realized that I was stronger
than I was back then. That I’m so much braver
and older than yesterday. Told myself as I fell
to the floor asking God what is in store for my now
grey soul, for my cold heart which I’m trying to 
warm up without having the ice break it apart. 
Reading that old me, reminding me that I was 
not as strong as I was today, and I still made it
to this very moment. Recited like old poetry 
singing while reflecting on old memories. 

Don’t touch me...

This is my therapy. 

Wore my colors again on my back, what was true.
That black and bold, that red and brave, that dark blue 
and true. Recited my old endless saying fighter, fight
everyday, breaker, breaking the new demons just like
the old ones. Winner in the ending which only leads to 
a new beginning. This is my therapy, this is my 
new breakthrough. Knowing everything will never
just be okay, but a new day to keep believing 
in me. Just keep winning everyday no matter
what life throws at me. 

This is my therapy, a breakthrough to my new
day. 

​
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Small Talk

8/16/2019

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Been at this for years, we’ve been from

tears to confessing fears. I used to think
the reason was your fear as the reason 
why we never ended up in your room, after 
many passed up moments I'm starting to 
wonder am I the right one for you? I don't 
know what else I can do. I just wanna be 
in your room and have every piece of you. 

I used to think that maybe there was somebody
else. Used to think that you were just teasing
me because you would always pull in so close
and whisper in my ear some simple small
talk, asking me how far could we go and would
I ever hesitate to let go? 

Let’s cut the small talk and just move 
on to the best part. I’m already yours
so let’s cut the small talk and just cut up.
You’re already mine and after all this time
why are we still playing this small talk game? 
I need the best part of you, I want you to 
have the best of me so let's just chill with 
the small talk and chill in your room.

All this pent up frustration making me lose 
concentration when I’m around you. I’m already 
a die hard fool for you, I’m already losing it
when you touch and pull me in for that small
talk, I don’t wanna walk anywhere else but to your room.
The thought of all of you is already running me into
walls, to the point where my insecurities are
taking the fall.

I used to think that it was just my insecurities 
making you hesitate and not wanting a double
participation hearing you in your room get frustrated
like you were going through a hard lesson. Just ask
me and I’ll be right there to give you a new direction…
to help you relieve all that stressing...and after we can 
have some real talk and reflection

Let’s cut the small talk and just move 

on to the best part. I’m already yours
so let’s cut the small talk and just cut up.
You’re already mine and after all this time
why are we still playing this small talk game? 
I need the best part of you, I want you to 
have the best of me so let's just chill with 
the small talk and chill in your room.

You tell me to pace myself, asking me 
why I gotta rush? You tell me that your 
small talk is just your Love Style, but yet
you touch me and whisper in my ear 
your small talk, it gets deeper till I lose the 
thought of both of us taking turns pinning 
each other to the walls. But then I come 
right on back with my own version of 
small talk. 

Let's just cut the small talk and slowly
move onto the best part. 
 

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The Truth About Love

8/5/2019

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Some say love is the ultimate feeling 
for soul completion. Someone holding
to your soul as well as your body. Never
Letting you go and telling you I love
you every second. Contributing to 
your story. 

What they never tell you is that love is
the ultimate feeling to destroy you. It
can free you, it can help you, but it can
also break you, leave your story in a 
million pieces.

Falling in love means taking advantage of 
someone. Telling someone I love you means 
opening a door to destroy them from the inside 
out. Lights come on and they quickly go out when
the wrong thing is said. This is the truth about
Love no one really wants to tell.

Some say love is the ultimate goal for your
life completion. Someone to share it with.
Someone to wake up with. Someone to 
grow old with. Never have to face the world
alone. Someone to continue writing your
story with, someone to have your ending with.

But sometimes love can have you keeping
the world away from someone. Someone to
wake up, but they are nowhere in sight.
Someone to grow apart with, someone to have
everyting, but nothing to do with it. 

Falling in love can also mean having to face the 
world alone. Telling someone I love you means
there is a chance you won’t think the same way 
about each other the next time you touch, the next 
time you kiss. So rethink before you tell someone 
you love them. This the truth about love no one 
wants to tell. 

​It’s so risky, not everyone has the courage to 

take it, and the ones who do never have the 
faith to stay. We say it so quickly, we say it so fast. 
Just for a satisfactory refractory feeling. 

Falling in love means taking advantage of 
someone. Telling someone I love you means 
opening a door to destroy them from the inside 
out of their own head when their heart doesn't have 
anything to say.

​
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    • Possibilities & Heartbreak Love Stories: Volumes 1-3 >
      • Possibilities & Heartbreak Love Stories Vol.1
      • The Strength To Love You: Possibilities Vol. 2
      • Ghost & Breathe: Heartbreak LoveStories Vol.3
    • The Dreamscape Confessions (2020)
    • A Winter's Moonlight
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      • Last Life Lesson 2019
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