Growth Never Dies

Looking back through my writing and the emotions hidden behind the words they still are as freshly felt as the time I wrote them. The tears soaked in the pours of my clammy hands, the exquisite force I pressed with pencil to paper in anger and the light familiar nature of the beautiful words love brings to my paper. Memories, poems, love and failure all created by me now, later, and earlier. Words created by the person I use to be, creating who I am now and who I will become…the creation of me will never have a last entry because the words I’ve expressed and written never die they outlast me as a person ❤

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