
What is a poem anyway?
Is it the blood from your veins as it spills on to your page?
Is it the dance of your heart as your pen glides gracefully away?
Is it the ache felt deep inside that we spend all our lives trying to describe?
What is a poem anyway?
Is it the blood from your veins as it spills on to your page?
Is it the dance of your heart as your pen glides gracefully away?
Is it the ache felt deep inside that we spend all our lives trying to describe?
Perfectly described… ❤️
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Thank you ❤
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You’re welcome ❤️
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