I wish I was one with the wind, as it flows through all these places, meeting tons of people, softly grazing a little child's cheeks and making a young girl's hair fly as she laughs along with her friends, I wish I could travel the distance and send a lover's heartache to their significant other, I wish I could be a messenger to those who got separated by the cruelness of circumstance, I wish I could carry one's kisses straight to the other.
I really wish I was one with the wind.
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Emotional Torture.
PoetryCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
