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I can't think of any thing
I can't think of any thing, for I
Am at a loss of words, and can't
Really say what I want to think.
What am I really made of?
Do I have love? If any
Does it, to you, mean any thing?
For there is one thing
That is on my mind. I
Will give any
Thing to have your heart but can't
Because of
The way I think.
But I think
That this thing
Is out of
Reach, because I
Really can't
Give a damn, if any
I would give some effort, if any
But why think?
When for some reason you can't.
The mind is a confusing thing.
So what would I
Think of ?
For I am robbed of
Thought and can't spare any.
If I
Find it I will think
Of that thing .
But you can't
And I can't
Because of
That thing.
That if any,
One could think
It would not be I
Because I can't
Think of
Any thought but love, this thing
There is beauty in
There is beauty in everything, but only if we look for it. The poet seems to seek validation of this, but it is something one can only give to oneself. Lovely write.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you
Thanks for the message. I find beauty in all things.
greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "