EuphoriaA Poem by JulietAdrenaline, Experience, Life, Flow, Love, Spirit, and Soul. A life not lived is an existence wasted.Oxygen filled these nearly drowning lungs. My heart pumped the blood. For what greater miracle could I ask than to exist? We're bestowed with all of the potential in the world Yet fail to use a tenth of it? I think not. The only possible option for me is to utilize every ounce Of the strength I know I was born with to maximize My full potential. Anything less would be a waste of life, a waste of breath. I would be treating myself so unfairly. Life is meant to be lived.
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Added on August 19, 2012Last Updated on August 19, 2012 AuthorJulietAntarctica, TNAboutYou don't need to know about me. Just read. I write likeKurt VonnegutI Write Like. Analyze your writing! more..Writing
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