A poem by Writerial
Sometimes it's the proudest that fall down like leaves, a breeze that takes down the tallest of trees, the mightiest mountain no longer tall, sometimes it's the strongest that fall. Sometimes it's sunniest of days that turn dark, the bestest of friends that break down your heart, the prettiest flowers that shrivel and die, sometimes it's the happiest that cry. But sometimes it's the weakest that somehow pull through, the blindest that see like you thought they couldn't do, the harshest of winters that turn into springs, sometimes it's the unhappy that sings. Sometimes it's the hurt that help others heal, the starving that give others their only meal, the dead ones that show us just how to live, sometimes it's the poorest that give. Sometimes it's the saddest with love in their eye, the faint-hearted who jump not knowing how to fly, the depressed who have faith for an upward slope, sometimes it's the broken that hope.
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Kaby Walkers
11/17/2020 08:11:07 am
Okkkkk so i know i said i would stop commenting but i finished and i am more in love than i have ever meen my entire life like how did thsee things even come from your mind what kind of GENUIS are you jst wowwwwwww wowwwwwwwww wooooooooooowwwwwwwww i cannotttt uhg PLLSSSSSS dont stop ur writing ur jst to talented to stop xdddddddd plsssssssss i <3 u soooooo muuuuch xddddd
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Kaby Walkers
11/18/2020 02:27:57 pm
iam so glad i came across this webiste u are jst so talented i stayed dup all night to finish it XDDD Leave a Reply. |
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