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DanielRosema

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

1 poem·Since January 2017
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My Year According to Thyself

January 6, 2017

The feeling of loneliness
My life, not exact coziness.
My family grew distant
As the darkness became reminiscent.
Life was harder than expected
And it was more than hectic.
There's redemption though
The end became friend and not foe,
I met the girl of a lifetime
And immediately there were rays of sunshine.
Life was all good according to myself
And that's my year according to thyself.

 

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