Written in these pages, lies the contents of my heart,
I write here and read back through all which made me me,
It is filled with joy, with sadness inbetween,
And all the things which I cannot bear others to see,
So here I write of my feelings yesterday,
Of thoughts of a girl as she grew to be,
And now those thoughts have been cemented in stone,
Carving space for a girl to grow, with her beliefs in the world her lock and key,
So on, I grow, until the end of time,
Dressed for success, for this moment and only now,
Hoping to be all I wanted, yet still reaching for a dream in the distance,
Without a direct path to go, wondering only why and how.
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nothing else but my heart's desire [COLLECTION] | FINISHED
PoetryMATURE THEMES THROUGHOUT. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. A collection of words (poetry and prose) my heart wishes to say, but has not found the courage to do do. [FINISHED]
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