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mercy
If I could be any part of you, I'd be your tears
Conceived in your heart
Born in your eyes
Live on your cheeks
And die on your lips


Thursday, May 1, 2014, 12:03 AM
Never a happy ending

When you read this 10 or 20 years from now, whoever you may have become, your 19 year old self wants to remind you of one thing. You did not become anyone by chance or sheer luck.

You are the culmination of a thousand days (or more), of sweat and tears of a girl who did not want to simply give up. She lived by the motto, "Go all the way, or go home", and she perfected that with an iron fist. She believed that dreams are entitlements more than luxuries,  until her dream fell apart. The culprit - Reality - with a smoking gun - Money - inevitably stood in the way.  And for once, she wanted to submit herself to "fate" and give up.