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Skeleton finger's play. On ivory so fine. Night turns into day. She hasn't much time. The sun rises up. Her ghostly form begins to fade. …
Never stop believing in yourself
Never forget who you are. You are your own person and are special in your own unique way. Let no one tell you otherwise .
Next time you can get back into the kitchen and make your own sandwich
Use things not people
Life is an empty box which you fill
Alone. Cold. Scared. The darkness hangs on every surface covering it with a soft blanket of uncertainty . The tension that builds up in the air is palpable. You're blind. Alone and blind . Sadness starts seeping inside you. Filling you up .…
My life is like a winding road, With different things behind each bend , It's full of twists and turns, And feels like it will never end
A small child sings a mournful song, It carries with the wind and joins the throng, Why must one so young sing an adults chorus?