Sunrises parade another chance,
another shot to make it count,
to give it your everything and say,
"the sunset at the end was worth the wait."
— from a determined voice screaming in my head.
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up in the clouds
Poetryshe felt trapped, or more likely she really was stuck wherever she was. writing poems was her escape out of the black hole she fell in through. whenever she wrote what she had to say and expressed what she had felt, it was almost like she was up in...
