Tuesday, 25 September 2012

Turn back.





I always thought it was all or nothing.

If I couldn't give my all,
I'm not giving any at all.

After all this complaining
I realize I can't give up yet.

Tearing pieces of cloth to make clothes for dolls
finishing up books after books of sketchbooks
 




Nothing worth it ever comes easy
And I'd be stupid to let go so easily.


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