Poems from mimiirox

I may not be a happy poet. I may not be a perfect poet. I may not be a poet who can move a million with a few short words. But make no mistake, for I am, and always will be, a poet.
A bridge over water, Pills taken in fright A long-dead daughter, Who sees nothing but night   We can breathe forever, And step every stone...
It starts as a thought; A fledgeling fluttering its wings, To be forgotten not, A thousand tiny things   To fly and soar, It must be seen...

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