To dwell into the past is a PAIN I go through…
leaving in this place just makes it even harder…
I long for a day that I will step out…
Hold out my fear and let me be free..
Sorrow may have the tears I hide…
but
I am the fountain where it flows…
I hold the stone that ripples though the surface…
the leaves that tear through the breeze…
Let me sing my heart song…
like penguins do in the north…
whales' that hum..
birds' that chirp…
Let my music reach you that you may hear..
The thug and thump of my heart…
Let my rage flow out that it hurts to read…
Again Thank You!!
GoodBye!!!
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