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I’m scared of losing my ability to write
Like the way essays seem to escape me right before i have an idea
What is Love? A trivial thing?
A higher power one may believe?
Emotion one yearns when theirs is so hurt?
Or a wink, a single causation to flirt?
Love is all of these things and yet, so much more.
Last night, you came to me in a dream
With a stanza the seemed to be out of this World.
You laid down.
I turned around.
And my first reaction was to try to awaken.
As I walked on a busy street,
Side by side with random people
Seeing variety of souls when eyes meet
I see joy, love, hatred and trouble
Across the street I see an old lady
Your either writing your feelings down or writing what's on your mind.Many write it down as a verse, like a journal or in stanzas,but I'm one to write what I feel, or when I'm bind.I write because I can not always speak the truth,my mouth is sewed
