Just a Girl Lost 2

Just a girl lost~ Here I share bits & pieces of me, in poetry, prose, music & posts from writers who inspire me.


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Some Snark for your Day ~ All About 🖤Infatuation🖤

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Mark those calendars!  ;p 

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YOU GO GIRL! 🙂  👊🏻👊🏻

Mind-meld his thoughts with cosmic rays,

ZAP his mind with the ancient wisdom

coursing thru your psychic veins

You, Oracle of TRUTH,

mystical Hippie Chick

 Flower Child of the Universe

A New Age Yoko Ono searching

for her John Lennon 

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Could it be true??

You finally found him!

Your twin flame, your other half,

your soul’s mate… 

except he doesn’t know it yet.  😦

‘Cause he can’t see into the

SPECIAL realm YOU inhabit.

He can’t feel the ancient connection

humming and vibrating

between your Souls

so,

you’re gonna have to SHOW him 

you’re gonna have to Show him you’re

more special than ALL the others

DO IT!

Throw caution to the wind!

Shout it from the rooftops

how happy he makes you!

Sing songs of LOVE

at the top of your lungs

not caring who knows it!

NEVER give up

if he ignores you

NEVER bitch and whine 

Shake it off!

Stop worrying

about

what he writes

or why he writes

or who he ‘thinks’ is best

for him

It doesn’t MATTER!

’cause

You’re the ONLY one who truly adores him

and He WILL open his Heart and SEE it!

Until that day, your mission is

to NEVER stop showering gifts of words

NEVER stop telling the world how wonderful he is

WEED out all the posers

NO matter how long it takes!

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You, were chosen by Fate to free him

by pouring relentless waves of desire

and breaking down his walls

and drowning the past

and waterboarding away

all the empty relationships

and penetrating his mind

in forced confessions

Clean the SLATE!

His new life is in your hands

Only YOU can open his eyes

with your unwavering

devotion!

Only you CAN adore

him into adoring YOU!

Only you CAN Brainwash

his Heart with LOVE!

His surrender

written in the stars

your Stockholm Syndrome

Soul Mate !

Ready to jump into

the flames

as Your burn victim

of Twin flame Love !

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ALWAYS be TRUE to YOU

Rewrite the past, break all the rules 

all that matters is YOU YOU YOU

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©justagirllost2 

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Why the Cat is a Mercenary of LOvE ~

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When our cat, my cat, the cat belonging only to herself,

deigns to sleep next to me I feel special & loved

Our cat, my cat, the cat is a good judge of character,

I pretend to believe that Cats know how & who to love.

They’re fluffy, fickle, mercenary creatures

They pretend not to know you sometimes.

They’re more patient than dogs.

They take their Sweet Cat Time

They’re selective about which lap they wanna lay in.

They definitely hold up in comparison

to Zach, our dog

who follows & gets in their faces

like a jumping bean, bouncing just

out of reach NEVER taking the hint,

NEVER getting out of Cat Space,

’til they get away & sometimes scratch him.

He’s always in a frenzy for their attention,

Maybe he’s jealous when they’re around us?

and He rarely barks. Anyone can arrive,

unannounced. He loves people  too much.

He tries to escape every morning

Anytime he can bust thru the door

& run between your legs,

he’s GONE, on a doggie quest

leaving Notes on every mailbox

& if  it’s sunny day

he rolls around in a special field

& comes home smelling so vile

& disgusting he gets a bath, we both hate that.

Cats don’t roll in manure & toxic muck

They HATE unsanitary things

maybe that makes them smarter?

but,

to be fair, our cat, LuLu loves to lay

on counter tops &  book shelves

& 5 out of 10 times she rolls right off

So, maybe Cats & Dogs are evenly matched,

in their own unique way.

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ps:

I adore our dog.  He makes better company.  He never leaves.

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*photo mine. Our dog Zach & me.

The cat I was writing about couldn’t be found to be photographed today.


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This year I want to post some Halloween on the lightside.

I hope you enjoy and ℍ𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 ℍ𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟!!! Jack-o-lantern Emoji (Twitter Version)

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*a repost in honor of Halloween

FLY 🌪

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Always remember, 

when one door

closes

another door

opens!

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So, get on that

broomstick

and

FLY, witch, fly!!

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©justagirllost2

*http://theghostdiaries.com/old-mysterious-photos-of-witches/


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The Way Alice Solves Unsavory Things

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‘Dear Alice,
Please, please attend my party. There will be tea & strumpets galore!

There will be endless diatribes without 1 door prize!

And the Caterpillar’s hookah shall be passed to Enlighten thee

as I & Miss Dormousy scream & dream of me, me, ME!

I promise, you will be most Deelighted by MY delightfulness!

Insincerely,
The MadMadMad Hatter’
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poor Alice sighed as she glared at the invitation just delivered.

Number 169…
(Just how many days of the year were there in this UnWonderful

UnBirthdayland of thoughtless Twit & Twat?)

That Hatter! His persistence was only matched by his arrogance.

Quite mad & quite maddening!
Would it ever end?

For, on her sublimely short roll of those she despised

with the utmost fury & purest of disdain,

he and his lushy lousy Dourmousy were tiptops on

‘The Wretched Few Who Make My Skin Crawl’ list!

How could it have come to this?

Didn’t those so undroll & beneath contempt see

that she preferred to pretend that they DID UnExist?

After all, an UnBirthday invitation was a bit redundant

if one never existed wasn’t it?

Or was it all relative to her relativity of being cognizant of them?
Or…
Oh bother, curiouser & curiouser how confusing things could be

when dealing with such ridiculous beings

made up of delusions and dichotomies & pretensions and falsities

& every old and new found stupid stupidity.
“Just smoke & ash & garbled trash, my dear”, the Rabbit always cringed

as he read their warbled words written on paper tiger skins.

sigh again…

With a flip of her wrist she tossed the vile invitation into the bin labeled ‘DRIVEL’

filled with all the other putrid messes of poetic pontifical professes.

“There, that’s that! You inane insane arse-kissing hypocrite Mad Hat!

Since you and your ratty rat do not exist, your non-existent

PitTea party I shan’t even need to miss!”.

 

~the end

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©justagirllost2

*Claire Rosen, artista, fashion shooting, her version of Alice in Wonderland


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It’s as simple as that

 

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They read, peruse, and study

they moon, they swoon like silly putty

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they wish, they want, they need

they ache, they yearn, they plead

they beg, they moan, they groan

they curse, they cry, they bleed, they die

they mimic, they mirror, they rent to own

they sigh and write drivel ’bout

reading your mind,

soulmates and wet thighs

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they snatch, they seize, they greedily grab

they lick, they bite, they bait, they fish

they clutch, they clench, they grip, they pinch

if they get nothing, they’ll take an inch

of every word, syllable, sentence and phrase

they’ll spin and then regurgitate

as if each letter was writ

just for them

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they detectivate, they salivate, they pontificate

they re-write history to create fictions

as they mentally masturbate

to him…to him… to him… to h i m

and

wiggle giggle simper and smirk

with circling fins and rabid grins

never seeing that historical facts

aren’t at all, nope, not quite

their friends

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Because in truth the spider’s weavings

are simply dances shared before

in a hidden ballroom on a forest floor

between just him and between just her

words and thoughts that simply were

a past of moments that now forever

simply are

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©justagirllost2