The wind , greets me with a kiss.
The stars fill my eyes with beauty
and the moon embraces my heart.
I take a breath as my worn soul searches for the sunrise, for the light .
I feel the oxygen fill my lungs and as it floods my brain I realize with real eyes what dreams are made for and
It's ok
For me
To breath.
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Writings from the soul
Poetryhello my name is April and these are my original poems/ short writings. I write what's real to me, what's my reality and what is raw but also some are just burst of inspiration and I write as they come to me and will keep them organized. feel fre...
