If you think about it,
Life is full of lasts
Why is it then that nothing seems to last?
You wake up and suddenly it's the last day of school before Easter break,
It's the last excursion with your schoolmates,
It's the last pranks and the last laughs with them.
Then it's the last day.
You see your teachers for the last time,
You say your last goodbyes
Before you know it it's your last practice session with the teammates you grew up with,
Your last walk around the neighborhood before you're off to college.
At some point, you know you'll find yourself single for the last time,
Just as you know you'll take your last breath forever in this universe
If my life is full of lasts,
I just hope your love will last
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Taste Of Freedom
PoesíaWhat 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...
