Marie Chanté Flowers's Page

Neyo- Forbidden Fruit

 

I think he's writing my text and love poems for the industry 

Giving the hottest vocalist my lyrics

So they can in turn sing what my heart keeps sacred

Secretly suggesting to me this is simply a love affair

Between me and my heart,

However he has and wants no part in it 

I know better

I tell myself to move on

I begin…

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Right now this page will act as journal entry..NOW is What matters most....this key board is my pen and I'm writing right now as if the future is upon me and I am there...on the other side of that smile...Walking across that stage...stepping to that mic...singing my heart out...days after obtaining my degree...hours after stepping on the scale and seeing numbers that don't resemble 327...minutes after kisses and hugs from my loved ones say things about love that words don't…

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I'm sick...and I'm tired...



Of being strong because weak men don't get respect

Don't feel like no one feel the pressure in my neck

Except that I am here and feeling the need to neglect

A reality so true I turn my head to cry

My energy is leaving me slowly

I'm sure they can see it in my eyes

In the few tears I manage to be strong enough release

Knowing they have been wanting to cleanse my soul

For so long...too strong...weak...still holding… Continue

Since Poppa died, things have been happening that are life changing and mind boggling, and ah the joy I feel...along with, the "girl get it together" "come on baby, you can do it" "WOMAN, IT IS TIME TO GROW UP AND BE GROWN!" My dreams have been coming true-literally-right before my eyes-and I can feel the goose bumps raising even now, as I write...I got the tissue on deck. If your heart is open and anything life mine, you might want to get yours. This will be short, but tear jerking-ling sweet!… Continue