I am not weak. But I am not strong. I have been writing for as far as I can remember. Words are everything, in songs, in movies and in books. And words come from within, they come from the very depth of a person, from their heart--whether they are hateful words, or confessions of love.
Maybe someday, somewhere, someone will find some peace in my chaos. It is said that writing is therapeutic, that it heals the soul. Writing heals in a way, yes, I have learned that through my years.
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Desires is made of many stories of many dreams and unfulfilled desires. The girls, woman have no names, no stories, only dreams. Many dreams and wishes. So, asleep and lonely, they dream and hope for
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Two days before Christmas, 2010, the most important person in my life died without a warning. Cancer. Because I refuse to move on or forget, I will tell the world about her, and her courage.
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