Without you I wouldn't be sitting here writing this.
I wouldn't have made this a book.
I wouldn't have even thought of making one.
My talks with you was great, you told me to write what your feeling, make a journal music even poetry anything that'll get you to talk again.
Who would've known you got me to make a book lol.
I made music too and little journal too but poetry was my get away drug.
Thank you china for giving me a paper and a pen back then.
Now you can see what I've created with my right hands fingers.
Thank you for showing me the art of writing and literature.
Thank you for saving me when I was down my first month.
Ps. Captain is your boyfriend.
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Poetry : A King's Poverty
PoetryA description of a king is almost defined by the way there Kingdom is perceive "Perfect" Nobody knows that, the ruler of the Land wears two crowns with two different coronation, One crown is for his might, the other is the side he never shows. As yo...