To BeA Poem by Richard MuellerOr not to... This isn't really about anybody particular.
He is to be me, she sees the key to the heart no matter the broken measure
She is to be the valid personification of nicotine, and the addiction at its finest We is to be the steel beams that are foundation, the clean and solid structure The words that I continue to write are to be all that which comes from my mind The words that could be spoken are to be all that which I somehow can't find They are lost, I'm at a loss, but won't you come find me, to find what's lost With me
© 2017 Richard MuellerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRichard MuellerRiver Grove, ILAboutWritten in digital ink, I implore to you my thoughts for they are something you'd be intrigued by, I would think The Poet And The Singer, Both With Silver Tongues PS I'm 17, but to be able to read.. more..Writing
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