3 Quotes by Amelia Mysko

Scarring smiles, hidden tears,You stand, heads bowed and revereThe soul before us, burnt and tornHer faded essence, we sadly mournAnd though she walked a path of liesHer spirit surely still shall riseAnd among her own, she can be at peace An eternal angel, she’s been released.

The scary thing is, the more I slack off, the more it piles up and the more it piles up, the more I slack off.

Mum, at Sam’s funeral, I didn’t cry... is that -- is that normal?""Lauren, write in your journal and you’ll feel better.