1st day of my creative writing english class. He had us do some freewriting. I love this kind of test cause i've always freewrote my poetry. It can be hard to believe at times i know.
Once you give up the ghost you may finally leave the memories behind. Those shadows that bite at your heels and constantly hold you back. You're free to pursue new souls that may or may not turn into new ghosts. Don't fret though, the unknown circumstances of a fresh greeting can make life beautiful.
Ours is essentialy a tragic age, so we refuse to allow our mistakes to define us. We are fragile at this time because its so easy to pack it in and give up. The true test of life is how we learn from failure.
Let us then, you and I
Reach for my hand, I'll take you high in the sky
We can kick back on the milky way.
And watch the sun rise to bring a new day.
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