A Growing Life
Tremble for me,
For I can’t tremble myself……
Right now can you feel for me,
Because right now I feel numb.
Right now can you breathe for me,
For I can’t even hum.
My life is living for the grateful undead…
For I am still a book unread.
Bring me to life by reading me…
A delicate soul for all to see.
And instead of living alone in the dark,
I have finally made my mark!
But until then…
Right now can you feel for me,
Because right now I feel numb.
Right now can you breathe for me,
For I can’t even hum.
I am a book, still yet to be read…
And I am thankful, for the grateful undead.
By Julia Grace Vogel
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