Inside

Tue, 09/29/2015 - 11:50 -- LetiaS

I am

the pounding of my heart on a dark, stormy night,

the tears that I've cried when no one was by my side,

the thoughts I think late at night,

the songs I sing when I'm all alone,

the sound of my laugh and the twinkle in my eyes,

the books I've read and the stories I write,

the people I love and the friends I've made.

I am

all the words inside of me and the memories I've made.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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