And I held onto hope. Like a dear old friend.
W. SCOTTSpeak good things into existence.
More W. Scott Quotes
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All of this heartache is a war story.
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When you hold my hand and it feels like a fresh dream.
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You fit here.
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But I must admit. I am desperate for hope.
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There is always a bit of love whispering from somewhere.
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I know the light, but I cannot see it.
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We are broken. But never beyond repair.
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Your soul is a beautiful type of love.
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What is my ribcage if not a prison for hope.
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The wound is real but so is the healing.
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But when has worry ever produced a miracle?
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There are blessings weaved within every inch of the pain.
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Some days each breath just lie stuck in your chest, you know?
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Most days, I am the rain. – And that’s okay.
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Yes, there are wounds but we are not conquered.
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