We make it harder..
The days grow longer..
But time feels shorter..
We live by the order..
Of that outside us..
Mistakes we hush..
The truth we shush..
It isn't enough..
...
It's never enough is it?
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In response
PoesíaEssentially it's just a collection of my wattpad poetry. Well, all I was able to find of it that is. Over the years I've spent on wattpad, I've occasionally commented my own original poetry every now and then in a response of sorts to things. I did...
