"my Way To Write"
Where are the words that sing from my hands....
Mind is blank as the music rains from the bands....
Uncovered wisdom that speaks through sights....
Hidden messages that peak over the dimming lights....
Far away tucked in a room the darkness boils over top....
Let the mind be free as the lines catch on and never drop....
At this keyboard the world can take a different shape....
Sadness and gloom can cover it all like a window drape....
Happiness and gleam can rise above like a cloud to the sun....
All my words can tell a tale of what my day could be....
Left alone to write about life and love is just a way for me.
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