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May 2020
I want to burn the page

Use my pen to fuel the ash of memory

Let my words take flight and lift your weary heart

Set the world alight in syllables of flame

To bring you written beauty in my name

Feed the hunger raw within

Satisfy the ache inside the skin

But that is where my rhymes begin

I cannot give what I desire

And write to set your soul on fire

Something deep inside of me

Demands a certain symmetry!
The frustration of being a natural rhymer-I want to grow and be a better  poet but those rhymes creep in.
Unpolished Ink
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Unpolished Ink
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