Wish I could
I wish I could write
The way I think
The urge of emotion of suffocation satisfaction
bliss
I would breakdown for once
and into the poem
I crave to weave my words
I'd be the voice of the unspoken heart
Painting a vivid picture
That resonates will all.
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The way I think
The urge of emotion of suffocation satisfaction
bliss
I would breakdown for once
and into the poem
I crave to weave my words
I'd be the voice of the unspoken heart
Painting a vivid picture
That resonates will all.
© All Rights Reserved