The poetry of life is present in every tear and sorrowful heart. The poetry of life is clear and able to be seen on an overcast day, on a rainy day, or during the sunniest moments of our lives. Poetry is dark and depressing, hard and cruel. Poetry is also bright and beautiful, majestic and wonderful. I live for the poetry of life. What do you live for? Two poems that you should watch and listen to: Snuffing It: youtu.be Goodbye, Pixie: youtu.be










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