If I were to make a wish, I'd turn back time, when I was a child. Not older than tender 8 years of life. A time where all that mattered was moms cooking and playing in mudd and dirt until dawn. With not a care in the world and the biggest disappointment in life was the homework over summerbreak. Going back to a time, where you were blissfully oblivious towards the domestic problems and violence surrounding. Fed with sweet ignorance and candy.
When the only smoke we blew out was just our cold breathes.I wish I could turn back time.
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PoetryHave you ever compared an emotion with nature? seasons? or even the state of the sky? Well I did. Desperately trying to picture how my soul feels. How it's doing...how my heart is doing and use a filter to describe them so neither I nor anyone else...
