The Senstive Hearts
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I wanna To share my music with the community. I wanna to speak up for the Survivors of trauma and the disabled and those who had absuive parents to give people a voice.
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My conversations with God and other spiritual essays for Russell

My Essays about my Dad's Legacy.

Essay 2. Dad A coffee with you is more than just a coffee.

Dad you were the first Man to Break my Heart Sadly Dad You taught me That sometimes the people that you need the most can walk away From you In your most vulnerable moments Dad you hated my mother and my mother hates you. You were the absent parent dad which gave me a hard time because I was Such a Daddy's girl Dad You had a habit Of turning Up at home where I was with my mother not invited or Late.when I was 16 Years old Dad when I was Unwrapping my first guitar You turned up when you weren't invited at all. Dad You and I got closer when I was 16 years old and dad even though our bond was complex two things brought us together coffee and music. Dad Now that your Gone two Years and Iam 29 years old Next month Iam Reflecting That Dad coffee with you is More than just a coffee. It was a way for us to Bond and coffee was always Involve In the Time we spent Together. Coffee was something that we Both Loved. And we enjoyed it together. Dad you Began My Love of Coffee. Now I drink coffee daily To Remember you and Too continue Our coffee drinking Tradition going. dad a coffee with you Is Not just a coffee. For Me Now Dad coffee is Part of your Legacy to Me and it's A way I cope with the grief Of missing you. Dad a Coffee with you is More than just a coffee. Dad I feel that Me Keeping up my Love of coffee is a small way that I Can Honour you Dad And. Your memory to Me. Dad a coffee with you is more Than just a coffee with you.

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My Essay about the Australian Government Arresting the Aussie Legend and Hero Ben Roberts Smith

Trying to scream Logic in a Storm of Far Left
Insanity In Australia

In today's Episode of Australia downfall

The wounded Australian Writer

Essay 3.  Aussie Veterans on X are asking if they Should return their Horror Earnt Medals in the Aftermath Of the Well Respected War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith Being arrested By Our government for Crimes  on the Battlefield that Our government Sent him too.

In today's Episode of Australia downfall. the darkest day In Australia Recent history Happened the  Far Left Spineless void Of  a Backbone Aussie government And Low IQ corrupt Aussie Prime Minster  Albo And the  Australia hating Polications along with the Hateful Lefty Side of The country  For Years conducted A Corrupt witch-hunt against the Well Respected   And Brave War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith And Today  the Aussie Government Arrested Ben Roberts Smith Cor war Crimes In the Middle East War That  the Coward Aussie government sent him to. if the Government Doesn't want Any ...

My poem about my High School Friend ending Our friendship

My book of poetry

My  Ehile diaries

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Poem 1. The  Profound Shock  that My Bestie can Throw The History of us In the trash due to Me having The Commonly known Not allowed thoughts above our country.

On the Day of a commonly globally Know. day for humour and the Dawn of a New Month That Contains The holy Month of the Lord And saviour of the Broken humans
Suffers physical Slashings And Lashings To his Temple And He faces a Person In his Inner Circle Betraying Him Judas. A Digital and Verbal Lashing to my Heart was sent to  my Bestie After the Day I was. Emotionally Broken I was Inwardly Feeling the Blue River Of grief On the Day That Marks  Eight Years since My Grandpa Was Called To the Sacred Home In the Sky. My Bestie Knew this. I was Under The Mental Illusion. I was Inwardly Put together but that Illusion Fell apart When I heard our drivers Forgein Tounge And my vocal Annoyance came To Light to Be heard By my Bestie. My Ehile Diaires. To my Heart Break my Bestie ...

My Church has a Woman Preaching During holy week Poem

My book Of Essays for Russell

My Church Diaries    

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Poem 5. I Do Wonder On holy Monday would The Son of The Father of Creation Of Earth and Humans Would have  Turned Tables   

Sub Title.  for Lent I gave Up My Church

For Lent I gave up My church because After  over Time I learnt how to Become Devoted To the  home Of my Faith I walked In as a Wounded Raw hearted Past abused song Bird looking for A Sacred Home To do Sacred home To do Some Inner Heart scared Surgery in the Hallowed Gothic Halls with My Lord And Saviour on The Cross and By opening up my soul and exposing the earth Dad wounds in the Gothic Halls so the grateful golden spirit can flow into bring some relief too these open wounds in me. My church Diaries. I do pray that it will remain to be a forever lasting tattoo in the Sphere Of my mind the soul to soul sunlight hours chat with the faithful church Staff member. After the phone mail sent him and to the Gothic Hallowed halls about the most ...

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