The Poetry Speaks
When my voice cannot describe with words my feelings
Then I open the door inside me
and the fantasy drives my thoughts
to make my feelings words.
Where the words use the poetry
to make you see the world
with the eyes of my soul
and my poems speak to your heart.
Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved
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