A million poems,
In rhythm, in verse.
To me they're a soul,
And to you, only words.
A message for someone,
Trying to push through.
But they're only words,
Though I write them for you.
Can't a poem hold power,
When there's love behind?
Yet for you, only words.
Am I wasting my time?
A million poems,
To you only words,
But I captured my soul,
And I wrote it in verse.
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