Courage, by Jasmine Kirby Subscribe to rss feed for Jasmine Kirby

Sometimes i fall but i pick myself back up. Even doe i shed
tear im still standing, tired of fronting. Even doe my heart
has been lost, im still searching. Even doe im tired i never
give up. Even doe im weak in the inside, im strong on the
outside. People say how do hold so much of courage, i tell
them i dont hold it, it holds me.
Posted: 2011-10-11 01:00:39 UTC

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