Sick games

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Tired of these sick games 

I’m the only one to blame 

My soul is going up in flames

And I so feel ashamed

Maybe this time I wont miss

Tired of clutching up my fists

I sit here and I finally admit

Sometimes I don’t know what I’m about to commit

Sometimes I want to quit, split

But I don’t submit

I’m not that unfit

Yet, wet, upset, forget

Sometimes I’m my own threat, my own sweat, my own regret

Accept, I’m not done yet

Sometimes I neglect 

Other times I perfect

Either way it affects

My mind & my checks

I have to watch my steps

Have to make sure I always keep my flex

No contacts with the ex, sex, obsessed 

Sometimes it’s a mess

I need to distress maybe by the sunset

Undressed, success

I’ll confess no one is ever going to make me feel stressed, less

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Hello! :) Welcome! My name is Glory, I am a mom to an AMAZING little man! I am a home-body, low key-nerd who loves feeding her soul with knowledge. I am super goofy and super genuine! I care a lot about others and I am very compassionate and understanding. I love to read/research, blog, and spend time with my son :) I barely watch tv but I enjoy comedy and anime. I'm usually a jolly person. My passions are health and poetry. I am currently a Massage therapy student. I teach yoga & I am also certified as a personal trainer. I want to help people improve their lives. One of my goals in life is to help others reach a sane place mentally and a healthy place physically. We need both intertwined to properly cope.

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