I’m dangling from poetry hiding behind the name cause I wish I could
articulate my frame for you So everything around me could disappear
and you might hear the words that I speak These words The one's that I
put together into sentences only my
twisted mind
l
e
a
k
s

but you’d laugh
because to you my poetry is the common poser
My poetry can’t seem to deem the idea that you have
about what I should be

My poetry doesn’t make me!

My poetry is just a part of me

It just speaks louder

It just yells your name while cloths blanket the floor

It just makes my head
s w i m
in angst

It’s not everything...

it’s just you in my arms

It’s just you running down my
face when it
r
a
i
n
s

I just you when I scribble your name



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