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Trust | My Secret Hidden Place
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My Secret Hidden Place. March 5, 2014. What a simple word trust seems to be. It’s only five letters that are put together. So benign and innocent in appearance and pronunciation. Those letters don’t appear dangerous. If anything, it feels like an easy, comforting word. How so far from the truth that is…. This word can rip your heart to shreds. Wrappings its fingers around your heart with deceit, it can destroy you from the inside out. When we hurt, we keep it close and often do not share our fears. There...
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shadowwolf | My Secret Hidden Place
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My Secret Hidden Place. July 22, 2016. Stories feed the soul. When we close our eyes, we see them, feel them, and hear them calling to us. They are a part of who we are. Ingrained in our very soul. Overtaking us in ways we never dreamed possible. Words are one of the most powerful and misused weapons of all time. They cut deeper then any knife. Destroy you more then any explosion. Poison your bloodstream faster. Influence your mind more then any form of control. It guides and whispers encouragement.
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My Secret Hidden Place | Page 2
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My Secret Hidden Place. July 7, 2013. As the days go by, I dream of a life I would love to wake up to. To wake up to the rythmatic breathing of the man that I will forever be in love with. He would always be in my thoughts and in my prayers throughout the day. I would be able to just look at him and know what he is thinking. To feel his heart’s desires and to know him so well that words are not necessary. He would know me even better. He knows my thoughts and my heart’s yearnings. No matter how much we l...
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Stories | My Secret Hidden Place
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My Secret Hidden Place. July 22, 2016. Stories feed the soul. When we close our eyes, we see them, feel them, and hear them calling to us. They are a part of who we are. Ingrained in our very soul. Overtaking us in ways we never dreamed possible. Words are one of the most powerful and misused weapons of all time. They cut deeper then any knife. Destroy you more then any explosion. Poison your bloodstream faster. Influence your mind more then any form of control. It guides and whispers encouragement.
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Thinking | My Secret Hidden Place
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My Secret Hidden Place. July 13, 2013. Thinking can slowly kill you. It can fill your mind with millions of thoughts while it empties your heart. It tears your heart and leaves behind the bad memories while hiding the good ones. Your thoughts can be your worst enemy or your best friend. They can tell you what you are. Or you can train them to tell you what you want to hear. Sometimes the truth can be distorted or can be so clear that we trip over it. Our minds can play games with us. How does it help us?
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Wait | My Secret Hidden Place
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My Secret Hidden Place. July 13, 2013. Breathe in and breathe out. Don’t think just feel. The wind blows softly moving your hair. The night surrounds you. It holds you close. The warm air convinces you to dream. The grass beneath your bare feet relaxes you. You fade into a moment. A dream or fantasy takes you over. It lets you wonder from one end of the world to another. You see your paradise and start running for it. It looks just like you have always dreamed it would. You are tempted by it to stay here.
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Why? | My Secret Hidden Place
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My Secret Hidden Place. July 28, 2013. Why is it that I am left here standing alone. I am incapable of leaving or going on. My feet will not move even though I try with all my might. I cannot understand what holds me here. Is it a force beyond my comprehension , or just my own will. Do I torture myself or is it someone else. Is there pleasure in this emptiness I feel or is this someone’s insane joke. What have I done to deserve this. Have I wronged a person without knowledge of it. The paper contains his...
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Hope Hurts | My Secret Hidden Place
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My Secret Hidden Place. July 20, 2016. Dreams can keep you going. They can give you wings to fly. But they can bring more pain then peace. Nothing hurts more then unfulfilled dreams. The ache they leave can be terrible. No amount of reality can sooth the pain away. Until you let go. Allow them to seep out of your soul. Turn away as they take a piece of you with them. Then resolve to be content or else just stop feeling. Make the most of what you have and move on. Breath in breath out. Follow me on Twitter.
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What is Love? | My Secret Hidden Place
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My Secret Hidden Place. July 16, 2013. What is it about this emotion that drives us to find it? People spend years searching far and wide for it. In the faces of those around them. Or in the eyes of one single individual. Why are we so entranced by its power over us? It guides our decisions in life. We make sure that we leave enough room for it in the years to come. Is this a flaw in its design? Or was it created to effect us this way? Is this emotion pattered after the human heart to confuse it. Surely ...
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