Tag: preciousowoko
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“They Broke You, Left You, Now They Want You? Think Twice”
Sometimes… they don’t just fade.Sometimes… they come back.Not with a whisper, not by accident,But with fire in their eyes and trembling in their voice,Trying to rewind the moments they lost,Trying to fix the cracks with words you used to crave.They reach out like they finally understand what silence stole,Like they woke up one morning and…
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They stopped choosing you by walking shadow poetry
They might just fade away…Not with fireworks or grand announcements,Not with explanations that wrap everything up with a neat bow,But with a silence that sneaks in slowly,A silence that starts small, missed calls, shorter texts, longer gaps,Until one day, you realize it’s not silence anymore… it’s absence At first, you might find yourself scrolling through…
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“The Hidden Reason You Feel Stuckand How to Break Free”
Pain.It’s not something you can touch or see,but it’s something you feel.And, man, it’s so personal.So raw.So heavy.Yet, so many of us judge it.we judge the pain of others,we dismiss it,we don’t get it.And here’s the thing:you can never truly understand someone else’s painuntil you’ve lived through it yourself. I know it’s easy to look…
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“Walk in Their Shoes” Spoken Word Piece
Pain, it’s personal.So deeply personal, in fact,that no matter how much we want to understand,we can’t always feel it like they do.You see, it’s easy to judge,it’s easy to assume,it’s easy to dismiss someone else’s struggleswhen you haven’t lived them yourself.But here’s the truth,we can’t truly know someone’s journeyunless we’ve walked in their shoes. And…
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To Be Chosen First by walking shadow poetry
The pain became unbearable…and honestly, I didn’t see it coming.I thought I was strong.I thought I had it all together.But that day… something just broke. I went to pray, hoping to find peace.However, instead, I found tears I couldn’t hold back.I tried to distract myself,editing a video, pretending I was okay,but the weight was too…
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“Thank You for Loving Me When I Was Too Tired to Love Myself.”
The one who stayed when life got loud and silent all at once. You didn’t walk in when things were perfect,you showed up when life was messy,when my smile was heavy,and my words were too tired to speak.You didn’t ask me to explain the storm,you just stood next to me and held the umbrella,sometimes silently…and…
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When You’re Just a Bridge They Cross on Their Way to Joy
We meet people.Not just any people,but the kind that walk in silentlycarrying storms behind their eyes,the kind that smile while breaking,laugh while bleeding,pretending they’re finewhen everything inside says otherwise. And somehow,we become their calm.We become their shoulder,their listener,their quiet space,their safe place.We become the bridge between pain and peace,the unspoken therapy sessionin the middle of…
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“Strategic Warfare: Conquering Battles That Silence the Weak”
The problem with me is that I don’t just fight.I don’t throw punches at every shadow,or draw my sword at every whisper of war.No, I take a step back. I retreat.Not because I’m weak, not because I’m afraid,but because I have learned,not every battle is worth my strength,not every fight deserves my time,not every war…
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More Than Just a Door by Walking Shadow Poetry.
Fame and popularityThey shine like golden keys,Unlocking doors that once seemed sealed,Creating pathways where none existed,Opening spaces for you to walk in,For the world to see what you bring. But tell me,What good is a doorIf you cannot stay in the room?If the moment you step inside,Your presence fades like a whisper in the wind?Because…