running back to catch a glimpse
of what was once so young.
countless words hide silent lips
songs that are yet to be sung.
of what was once so young.
countless words hide silent lips
songs that are yet to be sung.
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Poetic expression of a secret writer's thoughts; words from the soul written on the spot.
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ReplyDeleteGreat words... I would love to one day hear you sing any of these great words you post.