poetry from the heart, gice
when.
when is the time to time the things
the things that only crime can bring?
and why cant i have the true
the true
the truth.
and the truth that says how stagnant and unempowered and wretched you can be.
you can be.
and when my heart breaths,
it breaths for you
i breath for you
why, i put on makeup for you.
Selah
And the depths
the depths of the deep
are deeper than the crevaces of my emotion
emotions
who are you?
why are you the way you are?
and why do i love that
i know you will never change.
ow.
contraction.
Selah,
yeast, dot and deb
when is the time to time the things
the things that only crime can bring?
and why cant i have the true
the true
the truth.
and the truth that says how stagnant and unempowered and wretched you can be.
you can be.
and when my heart breaths,
it breaths for you
i breath for you
why, i put on makeup for you.
Selah
And the depths
the depths of the deep
are deeper than the crevaces of my emotion
emotions
who are you?
why are you the way you are?
and why do i love that
i know you will never change.
ow.
contraction.
Selah,
yeast, dot and deb
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Wow, I feel like dying for this poem.
Power
Beauty
Intensity
The trinity from which poetical genius wells.
Always let it free.
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