Poems from izzy92898
I am a youthful soul, d
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To my future daughter:
You were so beautifully and perfectly made.
Every last inch of you, from the top of your head to the soles of your...
The saddest part of life is the part where it changes
Where the "norm" becomes the past and the future becomes an unclear blurr
The people...
I am she and she is I.
A happy soul, a passerby.
A flower drifting through the wind,
when grounded starts new life again.
I am she and...
She was beautiful, in a world where beauty seized to exist
without makeup and gaudy jewelry.
She was...