Sunday, 3 April 2011

once more

I smile
I laugh
I joke around

I am not pretend to be happy
because I AM

but...
sometime...
just sometime...

I am sad... 
angry... 
tired.... 
in love.... 
or... 
broken.... 

then...
I will go
to weep
to scream
to heal

till I'll be that woman 
who proudly wear her heart on her sleeve
once more

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