The Days Are Long, But the Years Are Short

Don’t Blink It’s Over

By Melissa de la CruzPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

The Days Are Long, But the Years Are Short

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days feel forever

sun nourishes the spirit

forever feels days

heartbreak sad poetry inspirational

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Melissa de la Cruz

Melissa is someone who measures 3X prior to cutting, yet still ends up with ill-fitting window blinds. Her writing is an outlet for such blunders as well as weightier matters. #ownvoices #antiracism #individual #armyveteran #feminist #vote

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Don’t Blink It’s Over

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