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Amnainterrupted

WEBSITE: www.amnainterrupted...
LOCATION: London, England
RECORDS: 25
LATEST RECORD: over 1 year ago
JOINED: August 23, 2010

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Smiling_ball
Released over 1 year ago
Text_notecard_shadow_top_left Maybe sad tiny stories can have happy endings, if someone reads them and feels less alone in the world. Text_notecard_shadow_top_right
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Smiling_ball
Released over 1 year ago
Text_notecard_shadow_top_left There is a little girl inside of me.
She is alive.
And sometimes she is very sad
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Smiling_ball
Released over 1 year ago
Text_notecard_shadow_top_left We need sad books, sad movies and sad songs.
They hold our hands and sit on our laps. They whisper things like "It's okay. I understand. I too have been sad."
They remind us that sad is okay. It's not always bad. It is just sad.
We need sad books, sad movies and sad songs because they light a little light. They are the hope that we are not alone. Even in sadness. Someone else was there. They wrote about it. They captured it. And they want you to know they understand.
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Smiling_ball
Released over 1 year ago
Text_notecard_shadow_top_left I have a fist full of colours. Possibilities attached to strings I hold in my hand. A fist full of breath. A fist full of life that has yet to be lived. Colours of dancing begging to be released, longing to float, waiting to fly…

But I hold them up to the sun and panic.

“What if?” I ask myself.

“What if?” I whisper to the vast blueness.

“What if I am not enough?

What if I am too much?”

“What if no one comes to find me? What if everybody comes, but I can’t be found?”

And the questions pluck the wings off butterflies.

They suck the air out of flight.
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Smiling_ball
Released over 1 year ago
Text_notecard_shadow_top_left Some words cannot be erased.
Some words cannot be taken back.
Some words burn.
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Smiling_ball
Released over 1 year ago
Text_notecard_shadow_top_left Every writer, a creator.
Every poet, a soul.
Every dreamer, a life.
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Smiling_ball
Released over 1 year ago
Text_notecard_shadow_top_left I believe in miracles.
I believe that could be you.
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I really loved piece. I hope I did it justice.
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