a woman once said
don't take life so seriously
to leave the wrinkles on my bed
so they wouldn't be foreign when they reach my face
do not fear the imperfect
do not fear growth
they come with memories
to match all the fine lines
they are maps that remind us
of the people we were
of the people we lost
and the love we still gained anyway.
- diaryofalittlestar
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Poetrya collection of unique poetry fueled by random deep emotions and thoughts that sometimes sound unsettling. eldest thought daughter.
