2016

changes

friendships grow like dandelions through weed killer

belonging

a feeling never experienced before, now as normal as the sky is blue

black skies

late nights, struggling to pass the test

pain

underwater. can't breathe. 

but i feel good.

im alive.

im happy.

This poem is about: 
Me
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lokke004

Just a little peom I wrote about my year, including making new friends, school, and swimming.

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