I've learned anger isn't always founded in hurt and when it's present, it's not a good fit. I see that I'm capable of losing my identity and ... I shouldn't write poetry. Most importantly, the manner in which I walk away is as important, maybe more so, as the manner I walk towards. I don't get a second chance to do that right.
On the flip side, I've learned I can choose what I react to. I am capable of giving what I want in return. And ...I want to give.
Last edited by hagster; 04-26-2013 at 05:04 PM.
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