Alone in your room, let it all out. Let the tears flow, stifle a shout. Punch the pillows release the pain, cry your heart out and curse the rain. And when you feel better, forget it all. we sometimes stumble, but stand after we fall. Life may give us a million reasons to give up, but the filament of hope that would keep us keep going is that one good reason; may it be our love ones or may it be our dreams that we could hold on to, to let us stand up once again, give us the strength to fight again, give us the reason to live again. No matter how hard life may get, just deal with it. For again, like the season and the time changes and so do our situation. It may be all cry right now, but who knows tomorrow life would give us reason to cry, out of joy.
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Prose and Rose
PoetryWords are just words unless you sprinkle love on it. And if there is love, the words you'll read will come to life. It will glow like the sun, shine like the moon, twinkle like the stars, that will leave you in awe and in deep admiration. Here are...
