Who knew
That sorrow
Felt like air
Being sucked
From you chest
Until
You could not
Breathe or speak
Or find rest
No Breath
Posted byMonicaCanSmilePosted inPoetryTags:creative writing, poem, poems, Poetry, poetry blog, writing blog
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Currently searching for my happy place while absorbing knowledge everywhere I go, taking pride in being a voracious reader and a prolific rambler, and spending my days teaching my daughters about words and value. Always trying to keep in mind, "Lesser People Have Done Harder Things..." View more posts
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