After 4 years
Four long years,I rise
From the ashes
Of the end of this time.
This seemingly small part
Of my life,
Yet it made all the difference.
Difference in passion,
Difference in belief,
Difference in trust,
Difference in love,
Difference in company...
Difference in me.
Some through pain
Some through experience
And a lot through love.
At the end
I stand with pride
Grateful for my knowledge
That goes beyond academia.
I finish part of bigger things
With more than honor
To graduate.
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
