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Well, my name is Wendy and I love to write poems, i feel as though it's my only way of expressing how I feel, whether sad or happy. Poems to me are the gateway out of reality, they help me say what I want without having to put up with people telling me I'm wrong or ignorant, I just want people to hear me out and not judge me. Although sometimes that's not always the case. For me, the only way I can escape from the world is by dreaming and writing. And since I can't be sleeping all day(obviously)I spend most of my time writing. No matter if it's because I'm depressed, cheerful, angry,hopeful...i just write whatever is on my mind. |
The wind can dry up many things....
like your clothes when they're wet...
Memories are getting fuzzy,
old notes now faded...
That day will come,
when I find a place where I belong...
I know that most people have lost their faith,
I know they don't want to wait forever...
I am a woman of the soul.
All you need to know, is that being this makes me...
Mira para encontrar...
look to find...
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Life can be great, depending on what spectacles you choose to see it through. |
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~Don't let life get you down, especially when there's someone there trying help you up~ |
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~"Everything" Now Is "Whatever" Later~ |