THE BOOK By Kaitlin Burkhart
The book opens when you breathe for the first time Filled with pages of empty space Not filling the pages is a crime As the words appear when your life takes place As your life begins, events carry on New words will be written and the story will grow In your head pictures will be drawn Of friends you make and places you go Mistakes you will make are still written down And you can’t erase them away Every single verb and noun Is there for you to reflect upon everyday
Your stories contents are up to you It just depends in what direction you take it to.
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