Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Cry for Help-

She  cried help in the night. Nobody heard but her. She realized that no one could save Her but Herself.
So She got a little angry because sometimes you have to be a little angry to put fire in your gut to give you "your Brave". In some form the anger stayed because it worked She liked the fight in Her. It made her strong. She liked Her loud voice it was Her confidence. She liked Her tenacity it was Her strength. She liked Her compassion it was Her Heart... She liked Herself  because despite all Her secrets She was an open book to those who chose to read Her...☀JMG☀

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