Poetry from experience. Tales of love and pain and loss. This blog is the heart centre of 20 year old Lexy, who likes to spill words to page like a painter spills paint to canvas (she does that as well).
Monday, June 14, 2010
Where I stand.
When you make something your world, it is suffocatingly painful when it is taken from you. Two weeks ago I stood in a home I called my own, beside my partner whom I thought the world of. Now I stand with neither. And I feel more empowered than ever.
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