She thinks I'm great and I let her.
Must improve, a family to inspire:
Im head of this clan and I want to be better,
But I'm not, I'm a liar.
I carry their hopes and squash their fear,
But who will be there to comfort me?
Tomorrow will come and we shall see,
Too proud to seek help, I turn to beer.
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Another old-ish one. Enjoy.
Chapter One "You can't take my child!" my mother screamed. "I have rights over her!" I was standing in the door way, my father clutching onto my arm.
The amber liquid lures you in with its deceptive colour, honey gold to reassure you it could never hurt you. Until you taste it, the burn intensifies before it soothes as it goes down your throat.
1. The hand It's a fall Saturday morning in 1944, the leaves blowing harshly slapping against my face. You may as well call me a freak for that's what everyone else thinks .
After all these years it still amazes me that men think it's weak to show vulnerabilities. I hope you are ok, I am sure their faith in you is justified though! βΊ
@crowncottage thanks guess everyone let's self doubt creep in for a while, least it's something to write about π
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