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Thursday, September 29, 2011

{ pillars of strength }


that is not the prize anymore...you are not that girl...your spark outshines...
good things can still happen to us, we are young.
it is possible that only the best things await us
if we're brave enough to go hunting for them.

becoming whole again is a process
that you must be dedicated to
and intentional about.
so put on that silky skin and let it go.

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there is perhaps no deeper poetry
than the words of friends sung from the riverbank
when i have no air left in my lungs and
no resonance left in my soul.

all, all my thanks.
she

3 comments:

The Noisy Plume said...

And these are the songs that never end.
I promise.
I love you.

UmberDove said...

Hooting and hollering ALL THE DAMN WAY, all day, every day.

candacemorris said...

ooh, sexy new blog banner.
also, i love you so much.