[Not] A Lot of Words to Say | Short Poem No. 87

A Lot of Words To Say
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I used to have a lot of words to say.
Emotions ran throughout my mind all day.
A never ending stream of poetry.
That was when I had a lot of words to say.

I thought the flow of heart of would always run.
But it would seem, today, that it is done.
I spent my thoughts like they would never end.
But they were limited, and it is done.

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Author: Jonathan Pines

I have experienced a lot in life. For a while, I kept it all inside of me. But now it's time to let it out. I'm writing with all of life's saltiness, perfecting poetry in the process.

10 thoughts on “[Not] A Lot of Words to Say | Short Poem No. 87”

    1. Thanks. It’s more like when I first started writing, I felt that I had a lot to let out. “A lot of things in the basement.” But now I feel like I got it all out and said everything I need to say. Nothing more powerful to write about, except perfecting my old posts.

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  1. But it’s the little things, too…everything you see and witness, in your singular voice, with your individual perspective, that is what needs your voice. *smiling heart**willows in mist*

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