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WaterToIce

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

10 poems·Since May 2017
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Smoke

May 26, 2017

The happyiness and the enjoyment of taking a whiff in the minutes or the moment you do it. Tho for me, it reminds me of lost in heart and to walk down the dark and dangerous road. The road that has turns and more obstacles than need to be in your life. The path you choose is the way you will walk because one wrong choice and lead to another. In other words an addiction of wrong choices can be made. But for me, there is that one special person that you can always look at and worry for. You die inside, your heart sinks, and you lose emotion and appetite despite being starved. Because that one person is a person who you revolve around, you think about and care about the most. Not for just for love, but because you honestly just care for them. Now is one whiff worth it? In the long path ahead, it may seem small, but it can lead to bigger things and bigger dissappointments. What could have been will be the question asked if things turn bad.

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