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Abuse survivor finding magic in her later years. Lotus and Luna Ambassador 20% -code livingpositivelyafterchallenges
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Poetry book "Finding Passion Through Truth" by Lori Jean Finnila at Amazon.
"Living On the Edge of Death" EP for sale Sample Video Sample
Lyrics for "The Humblest of Love" formerly "No More Beauty Than This"
Verse
Your head lays on the bed
Your beautiful eyes
shine in the light
so soft so glowing
Your face, your look so serene
Coming at me
Chorus
You’re the morning
My light
My sunshine
There’s no more beauty than this
You in front of me
the humblest of love
I can see no further
than this just you right in front of me
Verse
Everything you are right now
I can mold you into a statue in my mind
and see it everyday
You never have to move
it’s all I want to see
And I’ll be perfectly happy
Chorus
Verse
If you ever do move I’ll be lost
How will I get through my day
How will I get through my life
If you moved out of my view
Bridge
I know at some point you have to
But I will hold the outline of you
your contour in my mind
For my day the rest of my life
And wait for this moment again
Chorus
So proud to be in the Top 50 for 2023 at Artefaktor Radio in Mexico for "Sweet Dancing Angels" this year! Replay: https://on.soundcloud.com/Tg5ei Find song on EP for sale "Living On the Edge of Death" at https://artistecard.com/lorijean.
I’m a pretty little ornament
Waiting to bust out from the outside
I have so much movement in my body
Brain in my mind that’s not received
I had a hard time sitting there looking pretty
Which I was sent out to do so many times
My new jobs now in New York City
As a twenty-something year old
A job that tried to set me up
as a human trafficking victim
Making me look like a troubled juvenile
coming from a broken home
My mind would seep in at some jobs later to it’s highest
I was bad at typing in school
I could barely keep my mind on the keys
It was rather I keep my mind on the bad boy
That wanted nothing good for me
I wasn’t allowed to talk to the guidance counselor
at school about college
It was said that my father that I found out was not
Said a lot of bad things about me
I couldn’t go to anyone else in the school
I ended up with a counselor outside of there
That killed my baby at four months in my womb
The bad boy would insist picking me up from school
I already suffered black and blue from
He would take me late many
I was punished more than him by the school vice principal
I was congratulated after all this in high school
For being able to win all I ever wanted
Walking next to the abusive man now that I married.
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I still think of you
Your body before you were taken from me
Your kick so strong
I picture your face but I can only imagine
I will fight for other children for you.
I came up with a new view of spirituality and vitality to write about. I hope you enjoy it.
I got so good at faking it
I was perfect at it
I enjoyed it
It became a head trip
I enjoyed the improvisation
It got to where enjoyed it
more than having a real orgasm
It was like acting
I knew how to go so deep and so far
I knew how to look with my eyes
How to make the look on my face
I knew how to move
Like the beautiful dancer in her own way
My originality couldn’t be matched
I felt smart to this
I was on top
The game was like a life
It took on a life of its own
It was me, with the fake orgasm,
The dance, the coquettish smile
the perception in me and of others of me
So classic
I could capture all
I had power
I had power to take down men
I had power to captivate their emotion
Their focus, their feeling
It’s turned into my spirituality, my vitality .