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Almost there princess but I want your face on the floor you need to learn your place Pet. TDK
Every story needs a reader.
sometimes
we become slaves
to our emotions
held captive
by the moment
unwilling to release
what has injured us
we arm ourselves
with ammunition
from the basket
of resentment
and if we’re very lucky
wisdom steps in
to urge us to put down
the basket and
let go of the chains
giving us the opportunity
to step away from the moment
and get it pass
while we remain
now unfettered by
Time’s cruel hand and
our primordial instincts
People changes, people come and go...it is saddening. But somehow we need to soldier on. Moving forward with whatever we have. All that is left is just memories. Etched deeply into the heart. And sometimes the heart aches.. and it is hurt..hurt to miss people who wont be around. Hurt to realise we cant go back. Hurt to know the need to let go.