Sadness might squeeze me,
wring me like an old used cloth,
and force me to shed tears..
And then I would
wring it right back,
and out would come words!!
When I was in college I could write because I was bitter and full of angst. Since I grew up and got past that I've had to learn to write from a different (happier?) place. Good stuff.
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When I was in college I could write because I was bitter and full of angst. Since I grew up and got past that I've had to learn to write from a different (happier?) place. Good stuff.
For me happiness doesnt always evoke words.. :) i should learn that too...
thanks for your comment
I feel sometime deep emotions being greater thoughts. Good one monu.
Jeevan, thanks for all the nice comments ..
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