POEMS WRITTEN ONLY STR8 FROM MY HEART, IN THE PUREST FORM, EMBRACE THE WORDS AND LEARN FROM THEM, THERE ARE MANY TEACHINGS...
MY SAFE HAVEN...
WHEN I AM TROUBLED I TURN TO YOU, PAPER AND PEN, MY BEST FRIEND, MY WRITES ARE ALL BACKED UP, THIS IS THE PLACE THAT IS MY SAFE HAVEN...
WHO WOULD OF THOUGHT POETRY COULD TAKE ME WHERE EVER I WANTED TO GO, NO STOPS SIGNS, JUST CIRCLES, BOXES NO MORE, EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE IS CIRCLES, EVERYTHING COMES OUT OF MY HEART...
IF NEGATIVE THOUGHTS POP INTO THE PLACE IT HAS NO BUSINESS BEING, IT IS QUICKLY TURNED INTO A POSITIVE HERE, ON THESE PAGES...
TBC.
Copyright©Samoth
WHO WOULD OF THOUGHT POETRY COULD TAKE ME WHERE EVER I WANTED TO GO, NO STOPS SIGNS, JUST CIRCLES, BOXES NO MORE, EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE IS CIRCLES, EVERYTHING COMES OUT OF MY HEART...
IF NEGATIVE THOUGHTS POP INTO THE PLACE IT HAS NO BUSINESS BEING, IT IS QUICKLY TURNED INTO A POSITIVE HERE, ON THESE PAGES...
TBC.
Copyright©Samoth
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