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unwritten
i’d like to be a part of a world that breathes every once in a while.
the unwritten note
19/F/India    I just sit here bounded by the thoughts. Trying to decode what went wrong?

Poems

Mykenzie  Feb 2019
Unwritten
Mykenzie Feb 2019
So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough
Give me warmth in a close and quiet port with a song unwritten
So when the wind unveils her pride I will not know
I will dive headfirst into uncharted waters
Write the words to the song
With my harp of gold

Send me a reason to leave my warm and quiet port with you
So when the wind unveils her pride I will stay warm
We will dive headfirst into uncharted waters
With a new song unwritten
In both our arms

Promise me I will not long for the song unwritten I wrote alone
When I leave my warm and quiet port to write for you
Then I will dive headfirst into uncharted waters
Write the words to a new unwritten song
You can sing too

Our song will hold a thousand nights of memories of bliss
To keep us warm when the wind unveils her pride
We will sing each word together in harmony
While we dive headfirst into waters
With our warmth inside
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