Twisted Poet
Filled to the brim with words unsaid
They nearly spill from my head
My tales so tall
They create a wall
On this wall
Graffiti of sorts
A twisted poet wrote these words
Read aloud to be heard
"Filled to the brim with words unsaid
They nearly spill from my head
My tales so tall
They create a wall
On this wall
Graffiti of sorts
A twisted poet wrote these words
You have read aloud
She has been heard"
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