Dear Diary.
Another star falls,
another potentially lit.
My intuition screaming,
my heart lost.
So many doors,
so many options.
Too much --
my head is reeling.
Another star falls
so long, farewell.
Patience is neither virtue
nor mandatory.
A possibility for certain
but not certain enough.
Potential!
But how can it be?
When the star that fell
took the rest of me...
Comments
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Woah Emma this is uh-mazing. No seriously it's awesome.
Favorite lines:
- Patience is neither virtue
nor mandatory.
-Potential!
But how can it be?
When the star that fell
took the rest of me...
That was an awesome ending line
and yeah the whole poem is just awesome.
*KT*


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great job


