A nice word said.
Attention given.
Persistent.
Give it back, and there's a smile.
This continues.
.. but for how long?
How many times?
How many times can it be given for it only to stop?
What made it stop?
Now there is giving back but nothing originally given..
Rooted in something empty.
Deceived to think it was something full.
Smile fallen.
Reality realised.
Truth recognised.
Repentance.
Sorry.
Acceptance.
Love found.
Love, please stay.
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I used to write in a diary a lot but i found i was just simply complaining about everything around me. I don't know why I've chose to start writing again, but I feel it'll be worth something.
About Me
- Change happens
- I love singing, haven't really ever gone a day without singing.
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