Being Alive Poem by zoeyy Rose
Being Alive
i am grateful for simply being alive
Because i see all the horror and violence out there
i know my life could just end in a matter of seconds
The sad thing is i know that if i wander alone
i will go missing
never to be found again
i may be the hunter
but i am also the prey
so every day i know to stay in a group
and at night with the full moon rising
i shall be alone
as to not harm
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