Jan 9, 2014
Poetry had been a ship, emotions an island, and each traversing word set course through tumultuous waves of thought. I was never a poet, but a sailor alone, with a heart filled with feelings and a mind unsure of each one.
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Poetry had been a ship, emotions an island, and each traversing word set course through tumultuous waves of thought. I was never a poet, but a sailor alone, with a heart filled with feelings and a mind unsure of each one.