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When is enough an enough
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ FOR let's ask thyself when is enough an enough of the UNTRUTH, that doesn't do anything to help your own self esteem, lifting you up out of the way that leads to the deepness of your pain. 🤔 For when is enough an enough of spending count less minutes and hours, dwelling upon something that we have no real control over. FROM things of the past with it's regrets of mistakes, that only brings back those memories of our hurt and spiritual pain.😞 For sure really when is enough to much to bear that you feel that you're wasting precious time. Trying so desperately to survive in relationship, that does not really matter nor care about your feelings, or your mental state of mind and heart. For without real emotional support, for there was no real connection or commitment and consistency. 😕 BUT yet we blame ourselves for the break up of us, and chose to hide behind the curtains to hide our true potential, to love and happiness that we subconsciously hide our thoughts and insight, and opinions on compassion that is hidden behind, a fake smile of a mask as a disguise. For when is enough of a bad thing enough for sometimes, we have to learn to remove the negativity and drama and confusion, in the pursue of finding our own personal reasons. FOR we do deserve better than what we have been getting, from someone who doesn't even have the ability to understand. THAT love is a two way street filled with ups and downs that will take both of us, to survive as one love always and forever. For sure when is enough of the self inflicted pain when we cross the lines, that we don't even talk no more about our future dreams. FOR can we be honest with ourselves is there really a future, for us as we planned or was that to a lie with no commitment nor consistency, and no real talk of real communications skills, Between you and me as one. For sure when is it enough of the mind games 😞 that are nothing more and nothing less, but false promises and wasted time trying to believe, that you truly don't love me as I loved you with my heart and soul as I gave to you apart of me that I can't get back from you 🤔 not even my silent whispers of my tears that falls upon my gentle face, kissing the silent whispers of echos that will never be seen through your own eyes 👁️👁️ 😠.
🪬 SHAMAN 🪬
🪬 SHAMAN 🪬
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