a place i called sanctuary
tormented w/ pain, anguish n sorrow, i find solace in my own little refuge, a place where i find tranquility n peace dat bring my mind, body n souL 2 rest. it is where i puLL myseLf 2gedr n regain d Lost strength n buiLd new dreams,.. unthinkabLe, as it may seem…. my rum, my sanctuary, my home,,, d sole witness to d many tyms my heart is crumbLed, d muted witness to my crying days n dark nights. it is where i pick up d broken pieces of my dreams…
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