Can you believe it?
It's nearly a year
This time last year we were sad
Happy
But sad
Saying our good byes
Packing things
Organising
Not knowing what where or when
There were tears
Lots of them
It was so hard to go
To say goodbye
I was leaving the only two things that mattered
And lots of memories
Some good
Some bad
I'm here now
You're there
It's nearly a year
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A spirit that is slowly becoming free from the shackles of life.
It's glumday morning. The day after Sunday. Weekend over. 5 more days ahead. Sat on train. Everyone glum. Back to the grindstone. No worries only 20 years of this day. I want to change. And I will.
If you toss a penny 10,000 times, it will not be heads 5,000 times, but more like 4,950. The heads picture weighs more, so it ends up on the bottom..
Nothing's going right, This feelings really strange. Something inside's telling me- It's time for a change. My toes are tingling, My mind's gone bust. All my thoughts and ideas...
So, about my story, any help with the title. It's a war and love novel by the way. Please help..
I get hurt easily and take alot of things personally..
Dear Food, Either stop being so delicious or stop making me fat.
Unpack your bags I beg you please. Dragging you back while on my knees. Tis better to have loved and lost. But I never knew how much that cost. The sun stood guard on my desire.
Haven't you ever thought does our brain have it's own brain cause how else would it know what to do????.
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