
Some times I sing, I will not dance Every poem I make leaves me in a trance Every book I write, every paint stain I get Reminds me of someone I have met Some have broken bones, I have a broken heart But no matter what I will make art Most times I won't, some times I will A single breath can make the wind still Here are my poems, here is my heart The words I write will set me apartTodos los derechos reservados