When I Grow Up I Want To Be. Comments
The air mocked the night my life shaped me.
The pine needles rustling violently as I sped faster, they crumbled louder.
My gut sensing deranged instability, you got me at first blink. How passive I cried.
No words, no sight, only the very clammy feel of the fearful night.
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This work show how strong you can be in poetry.. i mean look at the words chain and flow..it just something...keep it up! ! !
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2/23/2026 8:57:36 AM # 1.0.0
A great start with a nice poem, Will. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks