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May 2014
Maybe when we start
Our lungs are filled with air
Our stomach is clear of nerves
And most importantly our hearts are filled with love
But
maybe on the down fall ladder
our lungs aren’t so strong anymore
our stomach is weaker
and our hearts are empty
And
We wonder
We rose to our greatest heights
with love in our hearts
and the energy to strive
why
as
we
come
down
we lose our air
our peace
our love
w h y
*sorry for my terrible titles.. just can't think of anything good* anyways i think i love this a lot. Its one of those poems that just come to you. You're just sitting there and then all of sudden it's like you need to write what you're thinking down. Anyhow this is the outcome. Feedback always welcome :)
April
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   Jayanta
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