Revisiting words
It is the uncanniest thing ever
the way its been of late
Thought I was too clever
and could do without a mate
The flaws in me & the vices are often overlooked
I shield them too well it seems
My thoughts always booked
A blank sheet that finds itself suddenly filled wih words
Ink spilled, tears too…some more precious than blood
But they too have their guards
A word
thats all it seeks
that is all it takes to speak
A word
hmmm not like no one is speaking
But is it getting through to me?
A word
I gaze up to the stars
perhaps they would whisper back
A word…
no longer a rhyme
seems so little, till uve seen its worth.
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