Poetry

Poetry is not rhyme schemes or timing
It’s all the words that circle your brain
When you try to sleep
Those pages that won’t rest
Till you cover them with ink
And the loves
Where you don’t know what to say
But you have the perfect words
To use
-isabelle
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