I am a girl filled with dreams.

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Tento algo novo desta vez, reunindo apenas aqueles que gosto mais e deixando uma promessa de que escreverei em breve, de que não posso apenas estar focada em treinar apenas uma das minhas muitas facetas.
Deixo aqui como quem não quer a coisa, >> o meu whatpadd << onde irei então tentar continuar a publicar a pouco e pouco e fazer do pouco muito.

My suicide letter in someone else's words

"I was fine with a man
who would come into her life now and again
I was fine because I knew
they didnt really matter until you
(...)
After all those years i'd never thought i'd loose
(...)
you won and she chose you
she loved you and she's gone
it's over isn't it?
Why can't I move on?"
- For you, bye

All because of one email I sent her.


Just because you find that life's not fair it
Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it
If you always take it on the chin and wear it
Nothing will change
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing like little stop you
If you sit around and let them get on top you
You might as well be saying you think that it's okay
And that's not right

(...)

In the slip of a bolt there's a tiny revolt
The seed of a war
In a creek of a floor board
A storm can begin with a flap of a wing
The tiniest mite packs the mightiest sting
Everyday starts with a tick of a clock
All escapes start with the click of a lock
If you're stuck in your story and want to get out
You don't have to cry
You don't have to shout

(...)

But nobody else is gonna put it right for me
Nobody but me is gonna change my story