The X-FactorA Poem by Jordan A. WilsonX marks the spot It’s stitched on her breast Spent many a-day searching Now I’ve finally found the chest
A chest full of treasure In which the spoils I behold A flame that burns inside Shall never grow old
Let us relish in this day And live one thousand more X marks the spot Like an eagle, my heart soars © 2012 Jordan A. WilsonAuthor's Note
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11 Reviews Added on June 29, 2012 Last Updated on June 29, 2012 Tags: x factor, intangibles AuthorJordan A. WilsonCarrollton, KYAboutI'm a 22 year old Entrepreneurship Student of Northern Kentucky University from the small town of Carrollton, Ky. I play guitar and began writing poetry as a hobby four years ago. My main goals in wri.. more..Writing
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