October 1, 2011
I look at you with a smile of approval.
Look how you have grown.
The sadness in your eyes has dimmed to almost nothingness.
You’ve gotten stronger, wiser, smarter, more experienced.
Tell me who broke you, and I’ll tell you who will save you.
What doesn't break you, makes you. What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger.
Oh I would hold your fragile self close to my heart, but that would never be close enough.

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