A hundred words could never describe that one silent thought that you hold within your own restless mind. A thousand stories rest upon the shoulders of what can be told and what shall forever hide within the deepest cries of your own heart. Fear of your wants is all that holds back everlasting happiness to peaceful endings. Depression searches for a calming poison to numb the thoughts that wish to find opened lips. Doing what is believed the right thing for others selfishly leaves you in the shadows of what you always dream-t would be a life happily lived.
Real life can sometimes bring out the best or worse in people. Writing/reading can help you understand the difference.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
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