listen to my heart
it only beats for you


listen to my voice
because i speak the truth


listen to my apology
because i really mean it


listen to my pain
because only you can stop it


listen to my love
because i have no one else to give it to


listen to my tears
because they are meant for you

They ask 'how do you write good poems?'
Well, just look at him...

What do you write
When your mind is blank
What do you say
When words have left you
I need to say something to relieve the pain
So I’ll tell you
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………..
……………
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……­.
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Ah yes I feel better now.

My words became
knives.
A paragraph,
a sword.
And when I
made
my first speech,
the room
                was
                        hit
                             with
                                            a
                                                    grenade.