ChaptersA Poem by KrystalI. Blood, bones, muscle, skin. I am protons and neutrons, atoms arranged, cells aligned perfectly, life in its purest form. II. Weak knees, strong lungs, soft tufts of hair. I am new emotion, soaring free. Ballon string between my fingers, clenching joy in my fist. III. Puffy eyes, a broken heart, a heavy mind. I am changing and learning. Muddled with confusion, life overloaded me with stress. IV. High heels, pores clogged with makeup, wringing hands. I am witty remarks to friends and electric bills. Kicked into the real world, I picked myself up and brushed myself off. V. Scars, wrinkles, a cedar wood cane. I am my memories and wisdom; A lifetime of knowledge and love transcribed into a novel. VI. Flowers, tears, a closed coffin funeral. I am what you will become: A life well lived, a hundred years worth of recycled oxygen in the ground.
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Added on May 7, 2011 Last Updated on May 7, 2011 AuthorKrystalLong Island, NYAboutThis is my writing. This is my photography. This is my videography. more..Writing
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