And roses die
At the drop of a hat
And I will still be there
Waiting for you
Oh please don't give up
On your poetic adventures
One day a rose
Will drop on your heart
And you will forever live
For creativity
Doesn't have a filter,
Neither do the words stick
On solid ground
For we are scatterbrained
And we are loud,
Aren't you proud?
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Author:
Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 10th, 2023 04:45
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Comments1
There's something there, but I can't quite get a handle on it....
Creativity doesn't have to make (logical) sense.....?
Hi. Thank you so much for reading my poem.
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