by Lamia Black

Created on: April 06, 2010

My words tell the untold

Pain and pleasure unfold

Of high walls surrounded by war

To the eerie crows caw

 I follow the path of those before

Poets of real or folklore

Beauty of the mind

Shown for others to find

Unconditional love

Sweeter than the sound of a dove

Hate, ugly and dark

In our hearts it truly hits the mark

I am a poet

And don’t you know it  

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