Found.
nice to see as I read writes from people on this site,
words of love words of hate words of lost words of fate,
how do you spell emotions I read,
would y.o.u. be right?
fingers to board you let your hearts soar
from your mind and hearts finding the words
turning pain into art,
like a sunset on a sea shore.
years ago pen to paper was all we knew,
lost souls with no home and nothing to do
we raged are withered with out a clue
others are out there,like you.
short or long,weak and strong these words they grow
touching me touching you filling our souls,
no longer alone no longer do I hide
I love poetry and I don't care who knows.
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