Tuesday, July 31, 2007
12:53 AM
As random as this post could be.
Some times, one can never trust their own judgment or even tales of the heart.
We grow to hopefully learn the lessons that we can hold dearly to our heart. We age to grow wiser,to be stronger, to be a woman or a man that we will grow into. Sometimes we yearn for other's wisdom. Other's strength, other's smile, other's wonderful walls of blossoming spring flowers.
Protection we yearn from the wind, the storm. From all the silly fears and the thoughts of self-destruction. Inspirations and thoughts could only bring one so far. We thought, even if burying ourselves in deep piles of worldly things we could remove those unnecessary thoughts.
We tell white lies. Lies to the heart and to others that care. To hide the facades. To hide the sorrows from the facade.
Music and tunes. Lyrics and heart. Poems and written words. Frustrations and wrapping of burdens.
Weighs down. Taken out and moulded under the fire. Holding up a strong smile. A weaken soul. A strong face of a fighter. A warrior whose still trying to hang in there for his comrades. To pull others though with confidence. A fighting spirit we try to hold. A front of steel. An aged wood that still looks beautiful even if its been cut down for a better use.
A graceful exit. To be remembered from a stranger. A person that they vaguely remember who has made a difference. Caused a stir and changed them for a better world.
A woman, who has yet to show the world her beauty and worth. A woman made up of butterfly and red roses tales.
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