RandomA Poem by Amata LunaOn random feelings... random thoughts
Thank You.
Thank You. Thank You. A thrice of "thank You's" for a thousand pains for in that pain, I became utterly strong. * Solitary is a writer's life, Lonely is a writer's heart, Lively is a writer's mind But a writer's soul is looking for something, Someone to understand that even though life is exciting, Maybe somehow, just deep inside Someone's really hurting... * I miss the heights of the mountain hills When I am down, frustrated and in chills, I'll shout my heart and break in tears Then after that, I'll have no fears I hope all places are like hills, I hope all people are easy to please, I hope my heart is kinder and big, Maybe I'll be better, maybe I'll be best. © 2012 Amata LunaReviews
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StatsAuthorAmata LunaAboutI write when something brings me to it. I write when somebody pushes me into it. I write when things are sad and when things are not. I write when I'm inspired. To inspire, I write. To share is to wri.. more..Writing
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