poetry, writingmortal The risk of poetryis the afterlifeof a feelingnot meant tooutlive sunriseor flesh.TodayI keep the fleetingmortal. #rawrLove:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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Wow 🙂
Love how delicate this poem is.
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Thank you 🙂🙏🏽
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