I cannot you see…

 

   My diary,      I cannot celebrate the good I achieve, for I fear it would be vanity. I cannot look at you as you are, for I see you as you were.I cannot look at the blue cloud as all i shall remember are the grey. I cannot live forward for all I see are flames of yesterday. I cannot laugh with you for I know deep within the caves of your being that you loathe me. I cannot send you cards of congratulatory for I know you try to be better than me. What I can do is burn the flames of yesterday for I know that tomorrow is mine. Et mine dearest is better than wanting to measure up to you.
  Writing again,    R Kate Shaikh

 

Snow on the beach: Taylor swift 
et Lana del Rey
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