We Are Everything

Original Poetry

We are made up
Of all the books we read
All the nights we cry,
All the dreams our pillows have witness
And all the secrets weโ€™ve shared to the stars.
We are our worst fears
And our greatest dreams,
The air in our lungs,
And the blood in our veins.
We are the music we love
And the words we whisper to the ones we love.
We are everything one could be.
Everything.

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