hush little spirit, don’t you cry,
there’s time enough left to die;
feel the pain, embrace the burn,
they prove you are alive;
but keep praying for that tide to turn,
when hope will gasp with breath revived.
It came in a rush of whispers ….. for you, Jen
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Hi there, and welcome to Thoughtprints. My name is Leigh (well, actually that's my middle name) and I am a Colorado native, born and raised. I began Thoughtprints almost 6 years ago when I needed an outlet, and this blog became exactly that for me. This is where I vent my frustrations, share my feelings and talk about everything from current events around the world to the things my dogs do to make me laugh. I truly hope you enjoy your time here.
This is beautiful, thank you!
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I don’t know how beautiful it is …. it just … is. You’re welcome.
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