“Please don’t interrupt me while I’m talking to myself”

Sunday, March 11, 2012



For now I will wear my anger like a
heavy, woolen cloak.

Securely wrapped in its' embrace,
protection from the harsh elements.

When the storm passes and it is safe
to remove my cloak,I will lift my face
to the sun and say, " I am over him. "

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