Taste each sorrow with a sip
Poetry - from emotion to reason and everything in between
Saturday, March 21, 2015
I do not feel it, let it go
Some stuff I write to fill the page,
just like in class I used the right words
to make it flow, to give it rhythm.
I do not feel it, let it go.
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