The moment you realize
That your bones are made of the same dust
As the planets,
Your lungs are breathing in the same air
As the migrating butterflies
And your blood is pumping because
Because of the live and care of thousands;
Is when you realize
That you are not as broken
As you think you are.
You are full
Of the world.
YOU ARE READING
The sad side of town
PoetryBasically this is a book of Poetry, quotes, love, hate, life, death, flowers and pretty girls, there will be lots of it and some I did myself. If there is anything you would like me to post about or add to my book, feel free to give me ideas or ask...
