Houdini's Great Escape

Same old,

Same old,

Same people doubting,

The same people coming around,

Same old patterns cycling until we find common ground.

Same shirt yesterday,

Same jewelry tomorrow.

I’m tired of masking; I think it’s time I cut ties,

Time I coexist with my memories—they remind me to pay the past no mind.

I flirt with temptation and still find a way to escape in the nick of time,

A magician with words, I pull the truth out of lies.

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What is impossible with God?

So many souls wandering in search of what is possible. Don’t you know you have access?

If your dreams were your reality how would you move? Do you recall when the reality you’re walking in now was once wishful thinking?

Beloved remember what you’re doing this for.