weakA Poem by icaros13_I come from strong stock.
The sort of people who give more for those they love than they take for themselves. Never have I seen my family cry, simply because they were sleepy (unless they were infants). Or be totally wiped out by sitting all day. It is my experience that adult life Is a series of things we don't feel like doing. Sometimes, you have to hitch up your balls, Suck it up, and just walk. Learn the difference in being empathic and empathetic. The latter is superior to the former, although it doesn't make way for as many excuses to weep. Steel yourself, my love. Life is not always about feeling good. © 2016 icaros13Featured Review
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StatsAuthoricaros13Kansas, OKAboutFor we have thought the larger thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devil's tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day. ..I do love.. more..Writing
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