We often think about the what ifs and what could be rather than the beauty in what is.
The fear is just your demons talking.
Rather than pushing them in the storm, be their light.
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A Weed Surrounded By Flowers
PoetryThrough poetry she felt the weight on her shoulders slowly fade as her thoughts and emotions went from her heart and swayed through the pen to the paper. Her life full of poems waiting to be written and read. She will no longer be silent, and this i...
