Let me enjoy , let me try
let me discover this world
let me cry on the sad moments
let me fly on this immense sky
let me experience, let me try
let me go down , let me go wrong
let me live the beauty of this life
let me try, let me discover my right
I want to go anywhere
lost myself on unknown path
stay awake in those endless nights
lose myself on those beautiful sights.
let me live this life
the freedom of my being
the freedom of my life!
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Assi
A writer who is inspired by nature, love, friendship, justice, and beauty. A girl who loves to read and write poetry and create stories. A daydreamer and a human rights activist.
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Mundane Mortality
My nose started bleeding in the shower. It bleeds often. Most mornings. But this was evening. I don't remember any noise, although I know there was plenty. There would be the sound of the shower's old spigot, the water splashing the tile. There would be my suite-mates playing a movie, and laughing. There would be my sister's music filtering through the door. But when I pull up the scene in my mind, there was just silence.
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