Date: 28-09-2016
the bright one
She believes in the good
more than the bad
In the dancing lights of the night sky
than fear the darkness that surrounds her
She is a breath of fresh air
in a world so ugly
and when she reaches out her hand
to catch a falling star
I lift her up into the air with all my strength
for her to taste the heavens
she descended from
and forget all it means
to be
Human.
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Poetry/twenty sixteen : a poetry collection/ A poem, a day. Can't be that hard, right? One of my New Year's Resolutions this year is get back into poetry and explore new styles. This is my attempt at doing just that. This collection will be a mixture of d...
