It's like she wasn't born in just one day during one season.
It's like she was born on the wildest day in every season,
Just like she had winter in her bones,
spring in her soul,
summer in her veins
and autumn in her heart.
Just like there was a raging snowstorm in her bones, the cold never letting her rest,
but with a summer breeze flowing softly in the chaos, soothing her shivering self.
Just like autumn was laced in her heart, spreading beauty and death,
but with the spring entwined in her soul, planting new, blooming hope in her very being.
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Romeo
PoezjaDo you remember Romeo, the boy who died for love. Do you remember Juliet, the girl who held the boy's heart in the palm of her hand. Do you remember their love, who shined brighter than stars on a night sky. ____________________ As the most teenager...
