Nineteen by Kori Written 6/5/2017
Taking a a break from tragedy.
Ages have always been a blur.
Young me trying to calculate the year I turned 18.
If only I had clue back then.
Freedom doesn’t come with age,
it doesn’t truly exist.
Let me now on your thoughts! I know I am way behind on the poetry writing. I plan on getting back on track this week. You can find me lurking here:
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