Ten minutes to write
Ten minutes to breathe
Ten to die
Ten to love
Ten to say goodbye
Ten minutes to-
I don't know
But I do know that I can't be perfect,
And I hate that I wouldn't
Be ok
Unless I tried.
And that hurts.
Everything does, really.
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We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
