🥂Here is to the ones climb mountains in heels,
Whose chests hold ticking bombs with weights in their hearts heavy enough to break a camel's back,
The ones whose wrinkles serve as maps to a life so cruel to the ones who bleed more than a lion does,
To the ones whose values and life stories were written the moment it was discovered that they share the same quality that virgin Mary was only good for
To the breathes who hold life which they have never been permitted to live in their bellies and still smile
-Madikizela Lonele
YOU ARE READING
The Sound Of Sweet Little Nothings
RomanceMy stupid heart serves as untied shoes laces so this is a funny story of how I fell for you
