My River into an ocean.
Let it flow, let it flow, let...it...flow
Close my eyes, my soul touches the paper, and my heart just goes
It beats on the page as my thoughts race against lack of free space
I write because poetry is my only happy place
So I let it flow, I let it flow, I...let...it...flow
Thoughts that overwhelm me, I let it go
Switch up my life
Reverse the negatives and the no(s)
I let it flow, i let it flow, so let...it...flow
In a world where I am told to silent
To act as if I am blind and told to be absent minded
My poetry speaks
My pen's ink leaks on the paper
Out into the world
Out into the oceans deep
You see...I let it flow, So let it flow, let...it...flow
I plant seeds of wisdom and love
I define myself with integrity
Then let it grow
So the world will forever remember me
Not for who I was but what I sowed within people to create
I provide a seed of love to the world fate
And I let it grow, so let it grow it, let...it..grow
My journey, My poetry is not just for me
Pour out my heart onto the page
Look and see...blue and black ink dripped and dropped into the river of life
That seeps into the ocean of reality ...I let it flow.
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