Kid, you know you're dying? You're too close to the sun.
I know they told you flying wasn't worth it, chained you down;
You long to move away now, far away from your old prison,
But you're being far too reckless, your vitality is draining.
Child, will you take a while to bask in this new freedom-
Don't you kill yourself just as you've started really breathing.
Not even halfway through, so let the wheel spin its course!
There's no rush, the sky is infinite; the wind will be your horse.
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Ode to Life
PoesíaIt's chaos to figure out how to live. To love yourself, to love others, to create, to destroy. It's just life. But maybe... just life isn't a bad thing? You can't have good without the ugly. This has all my poems combined, this'll be my only poetry...
