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To the reader
I wish that you the reader could feel this...
My words right this moment brush your thoughts...
They excite your soul
They tickle your emotion.
They pull your heart.
They can rip you apart
or make you smile.
The tears they can bring
My poems are like Air...For you to breath
I give them out to you free..so that
you could perhaps feel my emotions
perhaps my soul even.My poems are glimpses
A birds eye view
of me and my dance with pain.
My words right this moment brush your thoughts...
They excite your soul
They tickle your emotion.
They pull your heart.
They can rip you apart
or make you smile.
The tears they can bring
My poems are like Air...For you to breath
I give them out to you free..so that
you could perhaps feel my emotions
perhaps my soul even.My poems are glimpses
A birds eye view
of me and my dance with pain.
Published 3rd Mar 2011
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3rd Mar 2011 2:36am
...just write the poem, instead of the poem about the poem...and what pain? Did you stub your toe? The word 'pain' is thrown around on here so often it is meaningless...tell us why, how, who, and we might care.
3rd Mar 2011 5:18am
this is the emotion you should use to fuel what you write. rather than writing the fuel you put in, take us on the journey your about to take
28th May 2012 7:50pm
I COULD SEE THE VAPORIZING VISIONS OF YOUR REACHING SPIRITS..... LIKE TRYING TO DESCRIBE A DREAM AS IT IS VANISHING FROM YOUR MEMORIES.A SENSE OF DESPERATION TO CREATE AWARENESS IN THIS OUR LAST HOURS. AKA I FELT YA IN THIS ONE;)
