Poem #142-144
Honey, I'm home
When dark thoughts come banging at your door, dorm bolt it. You can't expect every visitor in your life to be beaming with joy and happiness. Stop believing in coincidences and start seeing each encounter as a life lesson. None of us want pain in our lives, but would we appreciate happiness Without having felt it? Page sixty-five
Forgetting her
He told her he would forgot her not, but forget her he did. Page seventy-nine
Housecleaning
And I know it's time to dust again when my feet get tangled in the cobwebs that have collected around my self-love. Page eighty
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