Every day brings a change;
A metamorphism into a new version of me.
New discoveries, a shifting world,
Each time I wake, I wonder, who will I be?
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Every sunset is my cocoon,
At night I dissolve in the dreams of my past mes.
Each dawn I am reborn,
My new self ready to face the changes the day sees.
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One day I will stop being remade.
Stop evolving, stop changing, stop renewal.
The day I draw my last breath,
The day I do not wake, for only death is final.
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Natasja Rose
I've been writing since I learned how, but those have been lost and will never see daylight (I hope).
I'm an Indie Author, with 30+ books published.
I live in Sydney, Australia
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Very unique poem 🥰
So profound, this is one of my favorite entries. Absolutely love it.
Your work is a Beautiful crafting of words. “Every sunset is my cocoon.”
Fantastic!!! Left some love 💖💕