Wednesday, February 22, 2012
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The ink inside this pen can hold so many words, it's strange,
I describe so many things, or can sadly rearrange,
And love or tears of sorrow, which will leave this paper stained,
But in the end if no one reads, is love what I have gained? ...
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7/28/2025 1:13:14 PM # 1.0.0
I read your poem and added it to my poem list and you as one of my favorite poets. If I had all the time in the world I would read ALL poems as I love and enjoy reading poetry. I trust you write poems out of passion that cannot be bridled within (or you will burst) but think that someone will surely read it. Your poems will last longer than your life so there will always be a reader for you.