Poet
Pouring thoughtsfrom falling tears
brought up by despair.
What's destructive.
What creates real pain.
Complicates and weighs down.
Troubles lost in words
never forgotten.
Only lingering on paper
waiting to be felt
and understood.
Thoughts flying off of every
tear that dropped
between words, feeling,
and the day where no one is
around and with nothing, but
paper to make emotion
into words.
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