Poem: It's in your words
Sometimes we get stuck in sadness
that rotten memories turn into poetry,
tears tinting your verses
even if you think it went away.
Let it all go down
drowning in the river of words
keep swimming deep inside
and later come back alive.
Maybe the words can escape
finally making the water clean,
fresh for you to drink,
transparent for you to see.
Thanks for reading (●'◡'●)
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