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Posted on November 3, 2017
by Patricia Click
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How many hearts could be mended by unspoken words?
Posted on November 2, 2017
by Patricia Click
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I may be stable and in recovery but I once stood where you did my friend. It does get better with time. Keep going. Hold your head high. Stay strong. Much love as always.
Posted on November 1, 2017
by Patricia Click
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I often wonder if I was born during the wrong time period. For I am lost in classical music, Jane Austen’s words and writing poetry in calligraphy.
Posted on October 31, 2017
by Patricia Click
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I promise you one thing. Even after I am long gone and buried, these words I have spoken, will ring out of my grave. They shall remain for eternity.
Category: Bipolar Disorder, Depression, Hope, Me Too, Mental Health, Poetry, Protest, relationships, Sexual Assault Survivors, Uncategorized, WriterTags: Bipolar Disorder, Depression, Me Too, Mental Health, Poetry, relationships, Writer
Posted on October 17, 2017
by Patricia Click
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I rise with these scars like a phoenix from her ashes Battles fought and won Recovery made Demons long gone Light at the end of the tunnel Has just begun As Thomas Fuller once said, “The darkest hour is right before the dawn”
Category: Bipolar Disorder, Black Lives Matter, Depression, Hope, Human Rights, Mental Health, Poetry, Protest, Uncategorized, WriterTags: Bipolar Disorder, Depression, Hope, Mental Health, Poetry
Posted on October 17, 2017
by Patricia Click
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Leave your religion at the door of humanity.
Posted on October 17, 2017
by Patricia Click
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If I was normal, what a bore that would be.
Posted on October 17, 2017
by Patricia Click
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My deepest regret with you was that I allowed your mouth full of lies to trick me into thinking they were the truth.
Posted on October 17, 2017
by Patricia Click
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I could never fancy a man who could not take me for all that I am.
Posted on October 17, 2017
by Patricia Click
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Little girls who are abused grow up to become Joan of Arcs of the world.
Empathy Poetry 