Nothing is ever placed in stone.
Not the roots keeping a tree in place,
Nor the blood that flows in these veins of mine.
I will not be held accountable for the sins of my ancestors.
I will never make the same mistakes generations before have made.
Nevertheless I will surge forward, breaking those chains
That try to hold me down, stepping free of the mold made
By the people before me. I will learn from them, and
I will make my OWN legacy.
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On Broken Wings(Complete)
PoetryI truly want to fully publish this set of poetry one day with some minor changes in the order of the poems. I base this book based off of my second poem On Broken Wings. The poems vary from real life drama I choose to share through poetry to basic...
