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A Poem by t.m.
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If only...

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I could write 
a million words
all over these pages,
just for you.
I could fill
every line
and the ones
in between.
I could build
a brand new world
where you could see
everything I do.
A place where you 
could be the real you. 
A place like fantasy
where the stars 
can be held in pockets
collected like children
collect rocks.
You'd always have
a hand to hold.
You'd always know that
you're free
and you're loved.

© 2016 t.m.


Author's Note

t.m.
Might change the format. Let me know with the feedback if the format conveys what I'm saying or just skews the poem. Thanks!

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I'm sorry that I never saw these before...

Posted 6 Years Ago
I like it. Feels like being carried/supported with the underlines

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

As someone still learning, why have you put a line through the 8th line? What does that imply or what is it supposed to make me think/feel?

Posted 8 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

t.m.

8 Years Ago

The underlines are like notebook lines, the line through is in between.

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 Added on February 27, 2016
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