The Gift of Poetry

This gift of mine
What’s the purpose
Why words
Something so worthless

They’re never heard
They’re barely read
All my energy
For an art that’s dead

This gift of mine
Why choose me
Why make me someone
I don’t want to be

4 thoughts on “The Gift of Poetry”

my valiant soul says:

December 11, 2017 at 4:45 pm

Bravo indeed!

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1. Valentine's Fall says:
  
  December 11, 2017 at 5:26 pm
  
  Thank you so much
  
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  1. my valiant soul says:
    
    December 11, 2017 at 5:27 pm
    
    Sure!
  2. Valentine's Fall says:
    
    December 12, 2017 at 1:07 am
    
    It’s really nice to be noticed every now and again 😊

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