i want to die,
and yet
i want to fly,
but all i know is
i can never get that high,
and if i ever did
i'd smile as i'd touch the sky,
but until that happens
i want to die.
-k.d.
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life as we know it
PoetryBeing a poet is like being really sick. But instead of vomit, words come out. This is my word vomit.