It seems to me,
expression is a form of healing
a wound that always burn deep.
Part of me died when she left,
but yet from that departure comes a catalyst
for me to be a better person.
A fool will reach for tomorrow,
and search for yesterday.
But a wiseman will search for yesterday,
to prepare for tomorrow.
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like the voice of great music that has power to hold the hearer's heart poise on eagles's wings far above the earthly world. - Rebazar Tarzs |
for my tears have spoken the language of the heart. I don't seek sympathy from anyone,
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As the first glance is like
a seed
- Kahlil Gibran |
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And yet sometimes memories is only what we have, To let go, to look forward and to cherish is what makes us strong. For somethings
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