I'm pushing as hard as I can to get through my tears that scream to run down my eyes. The tears are teasing me, but I am strong. No one can destroy my focus. I am like a thin, swift feather. And no feather can fly without wind. No feather can fly without strength. I am the only feather that can fly by itself. The only one that exists.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
