You don't write poetry anymore.
Are you lost?
Are there no bright or dark moments?
Is your life bland and mediocre?Has the spark drifted away?
Doesn't your imagination come to play?You don't write poetry anymore.
I think it's because you don't wish to expose your true flaws, emotions, thoughts.
You have a way with words.
Yours always moved me more than what mine ever have.
There is a flair that comes to life, even in the darkest of memoirs.So you don't write poetry anymore.
Why?
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
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