"It isn't until we are falling, I think, that we realize just how high we once were."
a poetry collection reflecting on the fall, written while falling.
completed
Of the little differences that will make me forever unhappy.
Everyone was thinking except me
Author's Note This one hits a little close lol. Damn. ANYway...
This week's dedication is going to _shannonmarie607_ because her last comment...guys...wow. Thank you so much for your support! I'm glad my words touch you! If you want to be dedicated, guys, all you have to do is vote and comment! That's it!
Now that we're five poems in, now do you guys see what I mean when I said I found my poetic voice? I love my other stuff but this hits different, don't you think?
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