Give me paper
Give me pen
Give me time
And less you forget,
Read on,
Hear and understand
My words.
They’re worth much less
Than gold,
But truly I confess
Each letter means the world
For each poem shows my soul.
So handle with care
And take notes
For this story will be told
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NEVER_LOSE_HOPE/ rachel... (
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Tell it for all to hear, if not just for yourself as it's the one you should love first.
Great write
hey, where did this poet come from. how I have missed you before I'm not too sure. none-the-less, this stunning little piece needs to be taken note of also, for I perceive the horizon to be brighter than it normally is if you're about. good on you girl.
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