There once was a girl,
who forgot how to live,
she got so lost,
in the day-to-day.
She let herself die,
a little at a time,
fading away,
until she was gone.
Remember to breathe,
and to look at the clouds,
to find your joys,
in life.
Those are the things
that nourish the soul,
that take what was once,
dry and cracking,
and make it vibrant,
once again.
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The Poetry Of Everything
PoetryPoetry to sooth the soul, poetry to stir the mind, poetry to wake the monsters, poetry to mark our lives.