Twenty - Four Poem by Samantha Zimmerman
Twenty - Four
Life is not I throught it
was twenty four hours ago.
There are also singing
spirts taking me
up in arms with you once
again.
Twenty four reason to admit to you
that i am wrong but,
I'm always still
twenty four strong.
There is twenty four different
feelings I have when
you are close by me.
But, I am still holding on to you
in my heart in twenty four different
ways,
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