First of all
The beat
Has got to be right
and the music
Sweet
The words flow
Perfectly
Neat
But I can't do it
Without
Love
Flat as paper thin
Everybody no one
Until someone is somebody
Words flow
As a symphony
Never perfectly
But just right
and that's
How I write
Because nothing is ever perfect
But its all right
Thats
How I write
By:Minster Peacefulpoet (word witch) 2/28/19
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