The day I never give a smile,
Is the day I sprint 1000 miles,
Is the day I shoot a snow white dove,
Is the day I kill the one I love.
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The day I hate my best friend’s face,
Is the day I breathe in outer space,
Is the day I eat my weight in stones,
Is the day I build a house of bones.
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The day I lose my life for friends,
Is the day my life ends.
About the Creator
Holly Nace
Library nerd. I write stories, books, and poems. My poetry delves into the melancholy and bright, the painful and the wistful. I hope my words resonate with and inspire others.
"Tomorrow is too far away
So I will live just for today."
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