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Poetry

Just some random scribbles :) *Poems written from past, present, and further days to come. *Poem journaling.

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by 7Wildflower

by 7Wildflower

Exigency..

Oh, how I wish I knew the day I'd die,

so that I wouldn't waste my time in societal necessity

and the need to be socially qualified,

Oh, how I wish I could follow my whim

And follow what I feel is right,

Oh, how I wish I was brave enough to follow my instincts,

but the fear of getting stranded has gotten the best of me.