Simply Beautiful

May 19, 2015

Before

I didn't know how

I didn't know why or what for

Before I didn't understand

I didn't understand that

Whatever comes out of my find and

Written on paper is

Simply beautiful

I didn't grasp onto that

Until different emotions

Swarmed my head leaving

Me with only a pen and a piece of paper to let it all out

You see..now a pen and a piece of paper is more than what it really is

The paper is my life

Empty at times but then filled with the thoughts and emotions I deal with

My life is simply beautiful

Words are not just words to me anymore

No words are simply beautiful

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