Ayah .H
Dearest wind
Why fight to swim
When you were born to fly
Why try to be seen
When you are made of dust
Why wish to cry
When your home is with the clouds
You need not try so hard
For you must understand
Who you must never be, to be yourself.
12/04/2020
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Breakfast With Suns And Tears
PoetryPoetry. "As you can see I am made of glass You can break me to pieces But know this You will never walk away unscathed Without a promise of a scar And a blood trail left behind " Ayah .H
