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Chiquita Jun 2019
Living life is like walking in a rush Bush.
Somedays are made with roses and sweet fragrance,
Filled with Joy and laughter.
Somedays we trample over the torns,
Leaving us heartbroken and sad.
Most days are made up of both,
Though the torns rip you
There are some Roses to heal you.
Roses or torns, we were made strong enough to walk on both.
As people say, "life is not a bed of Rose's."
Sophia L Jun 2019
love is a boring thing,
actually-
i like flesh and bone better-
that sounds more human being
Sophia L Jun 2019
Of course
I love life
— so much sadness
— so much happiness
make me sleepless
Kaiden A Ward May 2019
in this life,
I had not realized I had learned,
for it is one of the first
we are ever taught.

Our first experience
of this world, consists only
of cold and pain, yet,
we learned how to breathe
in the harshness
of this reality.

So ingrained is this truth that
we rarely dwell upon it.
It is only when oxygen is denied us
that we remember our first lesson in life.

To breathe.

Just breathe,
and keep breathing.
Calm you heart and your mind.
Life may be out of your control but
you can control the constriction
of your lungs.

Take solace in the knowledge that
everything will be alright,
as long as you remember
to breathe.
Sophia L May 2019
don’t take my silence as the feebleness,
i am not sleeping-
just taking a nap.
Sophia L Apr 2019
just found out-
waiting for an answer
is one of the most tortured things
Sophia L Apr 2019
we always want to have someone
sometimes we forget-
we have ourselves
Sophia L Apr 2019
keep raw
keep origin
-not easy to lost
 not easy to fall
Sophia L Apr 2019
even it hurts
but I grow faster
-stand higher
Sophia L Mar 2019
Three words:
Rebirth
Reborn
Revive
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