I couldn't name this poem,
Like if.. it's still continuing.
My young child,
Don't fool your heart.
Don't rush, brush,slush into things.
Like this poem,
Untitled as it may be,
My life still goes on.
Like the world's hardest symphony.
-gabriellaross
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Diversity (Poetry)✔
PoetryOriginal poetry made to make you feel. Read every word with great meaning, you'll get it. I wrote this hoping some day I'll publish and maybe someone will finally gain the courage to create themselves, a cluster of words to break and shape hearts t...
