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A Poem by Zhaira Maria

Words appearing on my Promethean mind.
Words need to be written yet wasn't meant to be spoken.
Words. . . 
Freezing my mind. 
Domineering my pen.
Words my heart says . . . 
Words. . . 
That'll become our story. 

© 2015 Zhaira Maria


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Added on December 3, 2015
Last Updated on December 3, 2015