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Jun 18
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fire girl

Don't forget

some days I feel like a painting
flung against the wall.
sometimes I forget my worth and
feel like nothing at all.
but we all have our ups and downs,
we all have our rainy days,
the times that we feel lonely and
the sun is covered in haze.
but do not forget your patience,
do not forget your home,
do not forget to free yourself and
let your confidence roam.
so do not forget your passions,
do not forget your heart,
do not forget your ending and
you'll always know where to start.
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Posted: 06.18.19
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" to choose to write is to reject silence" - Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
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  1. SilverGoose
    Jun 18, 2019

    This reminds me of something I do sometimes. On days where I feel really good about myself, I'll take a selfie and save it as a reminder of how I was feeling that day. This way I can go back on days I don't feel great about myself and remind myself of how I felt on that really good day. ALso I really enjoy the way you used punctuation but not capital letters. Awesome writing! Keep it up!

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  1. fire girl
    Jun 18, 2019

    Thank You!

    " to choose to write is to reject silence" - Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

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