Biography
I can only express myself through words.
Samples
One million, fifty one thousand and two hundred minutes. That’s approximately how many minutes I’ve been pushed, shoved, and have fallen, It’s how many minutes I’ve thought about the world and its people, How many minutes I’ve worried that this horrid nightmare may never end, How many minutes I’ve thought of why they hate me, How many minutes I’ve wondered what I did wrong. One million... Fifty-one thousand... And… Two hundred minutes... One million, fifty one thousand and two hundred times. It’s how many times you’ve saved me from the darkness, how many times you’ve brought me to the light, How many times you’ve made me believe that I could be whatever I want to, How many times you’ve made me discover that eventually things get better, How many times you’ve made me adore my existence, How many times you’ve made me remember that they're scared of being lost too, My life. One million… fifty one thousand... and... two hundred minutes… And I’m still rising
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Blog entries by Faith
Once the chair is Broken (19/01/2017)
Blog link: https://www.writeoutloud.net/blogs/faith
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