About Poetry.
Words retained,
an outlet gained.
And solid ground to stand on.
Space an time, can now remain,
Forever imprinted, in a page.
Hidden truths, and spoken lies.
A compliance to your heart.
A new expression
of stolen thoughts.
Poems, like eyes,
become windows to the soul.
Honest, bold, and passionate,
new statements that hold true,
With a new skill, that isn't a skill at all,
but only, an expression of you.
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