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Annon_2_yu

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

7 poems·Since October 2018
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t h e p e a c e

October 18, 2018

The peace I will feel when, 

my eyes are unable to blink, 

when my legs are unable to swing.

the peace I will feel when, 

my hair stops growing,

mouth stops smiling. 

The peace, when my heart

Pumps for the last time,

to fill my veins with what once, 

filled me with life. 

 

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