There is a little me in every piece I write. Ugly, glorious, proud, wounded they are all my shades. I write in despair. I write seeking revenge. I write in desperation. I write being heartbroken. I write to share a tiny bit of happiness. I write to spread warmth. But when I write in compassion, when I write in forgiveness, when I write in love - my words depict a different person. Someone I prefer to see in the mirror. Someone more like myself.
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 01:16:06 +0000
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