Kindness
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Try A Little
The quiet moments when we see we’ve been wrong. They melt the ice of life into sweet drifts of frost on wind. I have been wrong to my own heart, often without knowing. I have been wrong, some days, some… Continue reading
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If I Must
This train. It is a train that fights abuse by abusing abusers, and I do not understand it, my heart. It does not understand. They tell me I must fight, I must fight, I must fight. But I will not… Continue reading
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Giving Back
What did I actually do for others, apart from give them my love? What did I do to help lift their burdens, to help them maximise their true life potential by easing (or helping to expand) life for them in… Continue reading
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I Believe
I believe you can do that thing you think you can’t do. I believe. I do. I believe in you. Continue reading
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Still I Dream
With these soft eyes, I turn to the angry mob and I speak. I tell them to leave me be. I tell them I want no part in the way they raise their swords and bring each other down. I… Continue reading
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Brave Face
I walk the streets listening to music that makes me cry. I suppose I will do this until I have made peace with my past and become all that I am in this moment forever onwards, but for now, this… Continue reading
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Best Friends
Oh, the softness you are. The sweet story of you whistled through my pages, the sharpest sorrow, bringing me to life. There is nothing more beautiful than the glistening shards of a lifetime of broken hearts melting together again. This… Continue reading
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The Rose
I wrote this poem for the beautiful father of my children, today. I wrote it on a white sheet of paper, using a fine tip pink pen and I left it beside a jar of soft pink roses on the… Continue reading
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Tomorrow’s Sweet Sun
How sweet it is, dear life. To choose better, without handing a cup of pain to another. To know my worth and to ask equal to its value without hesitation: a true gift from the whirling, twirling invisible world of… Continue reading