Breaking pointA Poem by Victoria Papan
I'm stronger than most,
Even when at my weakest. But this is a new low, I fear I am at breaking point. The longer I hold it back, The more it damages my resolve. I can't seem to let it go, Bottling it up is what I do best. My choices are coming, To bite me on the but. © 2011 Victoria Papan |
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Added on September 16, 2011 Last Updated on September 16, 2011 Author
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