“ Don't ask her to be a rock for you to lean uponinstead, build her wingsand point her to the skyand she will teach you both to fly. Atticus Poetry
“ She found herselfover a long and treacherous roadand the more treacherous the road became,the more of herselfshe found. Atticus Poetry
“ Drugs to mehave always beena pretty girl with a sly smilebeckoning mewith a finger down the dark path of a fork in the road. Atticus Poetry
“ She sat in her perfect house, with her perfect husband, wishing that her perfect life would end. Atticus Poetry
