I walked along the ocean, my head bowed low in sorrow, I hardly handled today, how do I cope with tomorrow? The day was like every other, the pain the grief inside, my strength was running out, I could no longer hide. The pain was immense that day, it had never been that bad, and all of a sudden, out of the blue, I didn't feel as sad. Something happened that day, the weight became like a feather, it'll never be entirely gone though, the memories are there forever. Although I still look back and cry, I had a friend to confide, She means the whole world to me, She helped me reach the stronger side. |
A writer writes not because he is educated but because he is driven by the need to communicate. Behind the need to communicate is the need to share. Behind the need to share is the need to be understood. The writer wants to be understood much more than he wants to be respected or praised or even loved. And that perhaps, is what makes him different from others. -Leo C. Rosten
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Thursday, 1 December 2011
The Stronger Side by Andrea E. Holmes~
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