Kimbaline Navas (she who waits)

Rookie (July 14,1965 / New York)

Damage Goods - Poem by Kimbaline Navas (she who waits)

We live our life adding more then what we are releasing back into this crazy world of our, we hold on until we feel as if we are broken then we move on to a new relationship but now you are damage goods.

Have you ever seen a beautiful person but once you took a better look the beauty of that person faded quickly that is damage goods.

We allow other person to hurt us to the point of no return or at less that is the way it appears to us, in actuality if we will take the time out to work on ourselves we fix the problem that we hold so dear we will no longer be damage goods.

Take one moment for yourself search within to find the reason why you are imprisoned in our own mind, search for the reason that you feel others can make us happier then what you can do, then search for the reason why you are welling to live your life as damage goods.

Who make the decision? That we are damage goods it is only you and only you who holds the key that can make a change in how we live.

So please before you make a move to start something new make sure that you clear your mind of the past for at some point in your life your past will not let you rest but make your future brighter, your life will be lighter and you will no longer be held to that damage goods position.

Live life to it fullness because yesterday was a history, tomorrow is a mystery but today is your present no longer live as damage goods for this is your time to shine.


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  • (4/1/2009 7:01:00 PM)

    Kimbaline! that was very interesting writing. Very wise words I liked it a lot. Thank you for sharing it.
    Milica
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 12, 2009


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