Denim 24/7 off shoulder top, Avenue pants. Sporting my snake bracelet find from Goodwill. Never underestimate the power of the thrift! #Goodwill #goodwillfinds #bbw #plussizes #plussizefashions #denim247 #red #bracelets # plussizes #blogger #plussizeblogger #cynipoeti #hormonalumbrella

Running Copyright Cyni Poeti 2019
She ran in fear
Desperately trying to terminate all the pain within
The image of demise across the paved avenue
Constricting her chest muscles
The fragments of twisted heart and bleeding limbs
No moment passes without the haunting of his absence
cutting teardrop shapes
into her skin
Leaving an empty soul to choke her deep into the night
As well as tears that flow on her insides repressed and near fatal
She lost herself with the memory of him in her gut
Then roamed over sand and concrete with only one link to light
Only to awaken in her self induced tragedy
She never meant to abandon him
Her footprints went on to wander the earth in her spiritual death
Until she awoke in the night with his smile in her throat
And she knew the grave mistakes that had led her astray
She awoke in a place entitled home that felt like hot coals
With one blink she knew exactly how lost she was
She knew how meaningless everything was in his absence.
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Playing with make up is a favorite pastime. I miss my mom as we always had a great time doing our "girl things".  #cancersucks #girltime #makeupaddict #makeup #plussizes #plussize #sizactivism #fat #curvy #nerd #brunette #grieving #motherswithoutdaughters #bodypositivity

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Night Sky 2019 Written by me Cyni Poeti
If I were your diamond
I'd pull the string that held my wounded heart together
Toppling the blood crystals down your back
My lips leaving a red lipsticked smear of admission
onto your pale storybook forehead
You could sleep to the rhythm of this crippling emotion
The gift of your breath would run down the back of my neck
Until we fused into one sparkling star
One bloody imperfect incomplete shining light.

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