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I GOT THIS POEM FROM BRITNEY SPEARS’S SITE IT WAS WRITTEN BY ONE OF HER FANS. JUST THOUGHT IT TO BE SO TRUE.

HERE TO STAY

You’ve pulled, you’ve tugged, you bent and almost broke,
You’ve hurt, you’ve lied, you’ve made me out to be some kind of joke.
But, I laugh at your calamity,
For you cannot break me.
I refuse to listen as you spew your venom,
I refuse to let your hate sink in.
Who are you to judge me?
You are not perfect.
You are no better than I.
I know I am strong and I know much to your dismay,
I will make it, I will be okay.
Then what do you have to write about?
What  do you have to say?
What will you have to lie about?
Britney’s here another day.
I am a fighter, I am a survivor, I am gonna win.
But you thought you’d tear me down.
You know what, who’s laughin’ now?
So, are you gonna stick around and watch me win this fight?
Oh wait, that’d be too easy.
You want some controversy.
So here it is, here’s what I have to say,
It’s Britney, b*tch!!!
I’m here to stay.

IT WAS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL TRIP MEET SOME REALLY NICE PEOPLE

MY FRIEND CARLOS LOUIS TOOK ME TO MANY NICE SPOTS.

MADRID WAS AWSOME  BUT I WILL DEFINATELLY NEED TO EXPLORE THE OTHER AREAS OF SPAIN

XOXO,

NAIOMI

So come and celebrate with me
The circumstance that makes me, me:
The moment when I came to be,
And what I now have come to be

Wildflowers grow from mere dust to reach their full potential.
Wildflowers grow well, even in adverse soil conditions.
Wildflowers don't require late nights at the office to grow.
Wildflowers grow thick and stick together.
Wildflowers grow strong and tall.
Wildflowers display their brilliant personalities for all to see.
Wildflowers withstand drought and grow all the more beautiful when watered.
Wildflowers withstand frost and hale.
Wildflowers last late in the season, when other flowers have given up.

THE WILDFLOWERS STAND UP TALL

LOVE.

                  NAIOMI

HEY FRIENDS:

HERE IS A POEM I WROTE IN MY MOMENT OF RESTLESNESS. BUT IN THAT MOMENT CAME SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL I THINK. I CALL IT

"THE PEARL OF HOPE"

The Pearl Of Hope

*In deep despair
under shadows of darkness
their lies a pearl.

*Hiding behind brief exteriors
wondering if there is hope,
if their is a way, a way
out.

*Out of what? Just a way out
who knows from what.
hope a pearl the size of a hairbead,
waiting patiently.

*Thinking there are never ends
only new beginings.
The pearl is seen by many but recognized by few.

*A pearl is a beautiful material
covered with a rough exterior
that seems to be nothing until
uncovered by someone with patience.