The Point


Words of Poetry
Flowing deep inside of Me
Wishing My Fate
Only to be Great

While Cold hard Reality
Clotting Up inside of Me
Wishing they’d only see
The Point so Beautifully

When they do Look
Only to be Mistook
I try to express myself
Only to be shaken from my shelf

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