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I guess I've gone MAD
I write to much
A poetic BATH
I splurge mine touch
By paper and PEN
I dieth to write
I writeth by DAY
And reciteth by night!!!
  Jun 2015 The Broken Poet
Nicole Dawn
Why is it
That the biggest hearts
Are emptied the fastest?

And the brightest souls
Are blackened
The quickest?
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
A cloud covers the sun
But the sun still shines forth
Everyone looks for the mysterious sun
Where has it gone?
You can be the most beautiful cloud
But what truly matters is what lies behind it
The heart will always shine forth through every flaw.
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