repair
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from the tomb of despair…
when the tears are shed and the pain abates, I can trust you enough to lead you to the tomb of all the past pains
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the Storm
I’ve learnt to observe this storm within. It is literally a storm, rocking your insides and threatening to tear you down. And boy, has it torn me down! I have lost track of the number of times it has happened over the past couple of years.
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Survival
When your heart is breaking to piecesloud enough for the whole world to hear,But the person standing next to you hears not… When the pain within is written on your facemaking each step forward a battle,But the crew you spend day n’ night see naught… When the tears stream down endlesslysoaking the bedspread and flowing…
Quill Gone Mad 