It feels like home.
The click of keys on an ancient typewriter,
The perfume of ink and parchment.
The knowledge and words of those before me.
I believe it is getting too much,
The realization that I am
Holding history in my hands.
YOU ARE READING
#acceptance
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#friendship
#happy
#heartbreak
#loss
#love
#poem
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#poetry
#rhyme
#sad
#teen
#teenage
#teenpoet
#wattys2017
#words
It feels like home.
The click of keys on an ancient typewriter,
The perfume of ink and parchment.
The knowledge and words of those before me.
I believe it is getting too much,
The realization that I am
Holding history in my hands.