what beats trying too much is just trying even more i've finally accepted who i am to you, to us and i think i just think too much always awake and thinking too much of what else i can do with my time other than think of you and what i will never be.
I feel the same as you at times. We think ourselves into insanity, with no cause at all. And if we accept ourselves, well, that could be half the battle. Good words.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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