I met you 16 minutes ago.
Only 3 minutes have passed since I was truly happy
And that's because 3 minutes ago was the last time I saw your mysterious brown eyes.
I never thought I was blind.
Turns out I had never seen before you appeared in front of my eyes.
Before I left you asked me how old I was
And when I told you 13 minutes old,
You didn't believe me.
But it's true,
Because back then only when I saw you did my breathing gain meaning
And only 13 minutes ago did I truly start living.
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Taste Of Freedom
PuisiWhat happens when a 17-year-old student discovers books and poetry while studying for the most important exams of her life? Well, words become her best friends! This is a collection of my original poems. When I write more, I'll upload them. Some poe...
