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DIVIDE
By beanerywriters(11,675)
| Poems of my heart happen in my head Where I divide everything apart Where I said It happens quick So catch on To your mind It happens upon In the dark In the light In the ocean On the land Is where I think…? On the sand…maybe… In the dark I see… In the light I am blind In the air I feel… On land Nothing… Reverse! It is a current Of the sea So strong…so fast… But yet…nothing… Reverse! The blind may see! The crippled may walk! The deaf may hear! The speechless may talk! Poems of my heart Are indescribable I just feel well Not speak well Am I speechless? Telling My Story? Am I death? Hearing Every Word? Am I blind? Seeing The Colors Of The World? Am I crippled? Winning The Goal? Tell me, if you know How it feels Like me; Looking Blind Hearing Death Talking Speechless Am I seeing life? Am I hearing nature? Am I feeling my pen? Am I telling you this story? I am just a person in a big world Finding out how it feels For some other people In the loving paradise of My home ---written by KAIT, age 12 | |
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