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Tags for the Poetess
Label-love in art form
we call this poetry
Label we ourselves
as though words
must grow on trees
My labels change
With new self knowing
I harvest my own
words worth growing
So far I think myself
a painful gain
My words keep falling
With the constant rain
I once spoke of glowing
Sunrise, sunset, color rainbows
A bright and hopeful writer
that was me
My joy still peaks out into view
Yet still a sadder me for you
I wear bright war paint
That's as cheery as I seem to get
we call this poetry
Label we ourselves
as though words
must grow on trees
My labels change
With new self knowing
I harvest my own
words worth growing
So far I think myself
a painful gain
My words keep falling
With the constant rain
I once spoke of glowing
Sunrise, sunset, color rainbows
A bright and hopeful writer
that was me
My joy still peaks out into view
Yet still a sadder me for you
I wear bright war paint
That's as cheery as I seem to get
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