This is who I am

 

 

I'm not ashamed to admit

I am an overly romantic

Because if I feel, I know

I exist,I live, I'm alive!

 

I do not go unnoticed

Through the passing of time:

I breathe, I love and I still admire

the cute, temporary thing!

Living beautifully,

I pulse through time  like a child.

 

I do not want to lose that playful

silence of the heart.

This is who I am: a living soul!

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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