The onisty that helps you in the long run. The freash fallen snow has no meaning, to were that fallen snow is nothing but a pudal of your fallen tears, that only brings pain, and bitterness to what I have worked so hard to look beyond, that pain and bitterness keeps you on your toes, from that frozen snow that I wish I could have broken free along, long time ago. My frzen snow won't melt until I have my freedom from my curse. That curse is hard enough to break without the stress of a teenager and with it not being fair what fairness I never remember. The fairness of life itself its hard on being told what to do all the time it gets annoying to the point you want to break the rules on everything that you have learned ever since you were little. That fallen snow brings me to realize that spring is on its way and I will find my freedom in the freash sent of flowers and I'll be lost in my own reflection and I will now that all the things I've been fighting for was right here the whole time that I should have known that it was here the hole time its my family that I love so much and I won't forget it ever again.
6-3-13
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The Dragon's Help
PoetryBook 1 This is a book for poetry like of you need a feel good poem or anything else but I do try and I know this sounds like an advertisement but I hope you check it out because you never know what you might find. ( I wrote these all on my own )
