And it is when I know that I wouldn't have changed a thing
That I feel my wings begin to grow
It is when I see his name
And thank the tears
For blooming daisies in my chest
That I realize this forest fire wasn't the end
Because being so close to ash
And having the strength
the audacity
To persist
Is just nature at its finest
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all the spaces i take up
Poetry~a collection of poetry~ hello everyone, these are all the spaces i take up and i hope that you will join me in them. this is my first attempt at a poetry book so i hope that you all like and please be kind! *I do not claim the photos are mine, the...
