By pencernakata
I took a sip and dug a little deep
not knowing what to keep so I let it slip
when words are left unsaid and attentions left unpaid
so I ran instead for I’ve been misled
reaching high and feeling low
in the radio, Evenflow
thoughts arrive like butterflies (Vedder, Gossard)
out of guise and in my eyes
have mere words begun to flee
in my head I disagree
time to think time to ponder
will it be enough I surely wonder
Sweet poem! Love the pearl jam reference.
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thanks! glad you like it 🙂
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Nice 🙂
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thank you for reading my piece 🙂
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