Why Poems Matter
Poetry allows me
To be free
To see
Between the lines
The fines
And cracks
To never relax
Because with poetry
You're always searching
Searching for peace
For love
For hope
For a connection
Through these thick and thin words
Making one giant picture
Of recollection
Of thoughts from the past
Present
Future
To flow together
And describe you.
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