Dreams are what define you and your existence. A person without dreamsIs already dead, and who likes decaying corpses?
Even the line of fateRefused to carve its way on her palmAnd yet she kept movingFor destiny’s dance, she had no qualms
I really did not know that I had this strength inside me which lay hidden and entrapped. It came out like a lava when the situation demanded.
Certain hurts can never be mended, but if you remember how strong they made you,y ou begin to love them!
