silently I picked up pieces of my being and tried to glue them back together only to be left with tiny fragments of memories that couldn't be held together no matter how hard I tried broken frames I guess aren't meant to be fix but rebuild..in the midst of mired adversely you only got yourself to count on..slowly breathing slowly unraveling myself letting go on everything that had hold on me slowly learning to enjoy the rhythm rather than the lyrics of life
©tonyblair
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