Sometimes I reflect over my own words
Thinking to myself "Hey, it's all good"
Sometimes I must remind myself
It's already alright
The words my platinum heart compose
As I get lost in freeverse prose
I always consider the weight of my words
Hey, it's all good
When I feel a need to grab a pen
And scribble scratch through synonyms
I think to myself, Poetry can be simple
Hey, it's all good
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Unspoken Letters
PoetryThis is a book of poetry, short stories, and random thoughts. ****WARNING***** This book contains a few dark poems that may be possible triggers for some. Some poems are inspiring. While others are dark. Still, life is full of ups and downs.
