Floating Words, Floating Rhymes

Poetic Rant 2.0

I am your broken chapter yet I am your favorite part

My name is hidden between those lines and you bother to find but you found none

I'm in between the pages of dreams and reality

I play musics of poetry sounded like a symphony

I am broken inside. I am fixed at outside

I can be that too dramatic

Making the nights and days so melancholic

I'm a player, I love to play games

But not for exposure nor just for fame

Yes, I am a poet with a poetic dream

I love to play my part

I love playing with the written words not breaking hearts.

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