If only I could find a fitting title.
It's A Poet's Journal
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
How I Define Letting Go.
Anxiety is fueling
fear paralyzing us.
It stuffs the soul
with fluff and feathers.
Anger is benevolent
and useless without power.
Lives are like shards of glass
once the mirror's broken
the picture's never the same.
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