Saturday, March 30, 2019

Rebirth

Too long since the words bled to page
Too long since the fingers went to keys
Too long since the emotions fled the mind
All too often it is the things unsaid 
That need to come unbound
It need not be profound 
Find the voice strangled up inside
All the worries, all the stress
Through writing you can find 
The ways you are blessed
Confess

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