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Worth Holding On Too Chapter 77
“Okay let me hear it; obviously you will need to speak to Louise”
Jess took a deep breath and looked at Jace and then nodded.
So go ahead and lie to yourself,
And pretend that you’re a ray of light,
When you’re a broken candle
You’re keeping time with yourself,
When did it all start moving way too fast,
For you to handle
You’re short on breath but heavy on time,
You lost the words but you found the rhyme,
It’s all just poetry now
The walls are singing,
Hallelujah amen,
The walls are singing,
Hallelujah amen
Jace, Mark and Lee came in.
It’s so dark in the room,
And the ceilings are high,
You know the feeling,
You’ve been here before
And it’s a broken old pew,
And it’s an echoing cry,
Don’t sell yourself short
On breath and heavy on time,
You lost the words but you found the rhyme,
It’s all just poetry now
The walls are singing,
Hallelujah amen,
The walls are singing,
Hallelujah amen
Jess signalled for them to keep playing as she spoke the new paragraph shocking everyone in the room.
See we don’t really care who you are We’ve kinda got this Non-exclusive policy on determining Exactly who we open up to And let into our families Then who becomes a part of our united mass of harmony Now that’s kinda become, The thesis to this song Through Suffering, Acceptance, Grief And strife There’s no way that your puzzle piece Fits into our puzzle wrong Cause everyone is welcome On this stage that we call life And we don’t really care who you are Everyone is capable of looking up And wishing on a star So catch it so contagious This day dreamers disease And hope can be your sword Slaying darkness with belief So bring me all the worst Of your broken bruised insane Cause that’s the thing with music When it hits you fill no pain…No matter what you did,I promise we forgave it When all that’s left is your voice You got no choice but to raise it All you broken hearts,All you dejected dreams Just let yourself be free Because even broken wings Can fly away Oh in time you’ll find That life’s a painting And you’re the artist Just open your heart It’s never too late To clear your canvass So paint me jealous Paint me rage For gods sake Paint me anything Just paint Your brush awaits
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wkm says
Bette needs to get over herself. Thanks, enjoyed it
SassyGran says
Ditto. Next Post Please.
Bibi28 says
Hmm, i really don’t know what to say. Thank god i am not familiar with terrible diseases, but i can understand and believe this is hard to deal with, Bette because she got the cancer and always hiding her feelings and fears , but she needs to open up to Tina and her family.
Tina and the family must not push Bette to hard to open up, give her time and let her feel with small things that they love her, like the song Jess wrote.
Great update as always!
mscully says
Bette is isolated from his family is not the solution.
The entire constellation.