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Paige Poetry

This will someday become a book. The poems in here will change often, I'm sure. But someday, these will be held within a small paperback that no one wants to buy.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

your words

your words
breathe life onto the page
you speak
more beauty with your pen
than God
spoke in all of creation
give thanks
for the Lord is good
and gave
you the words to speak
and gave
you a pen to speak them with
your thoughts
are a masterpiece waiting to
be written
let it be written
Posted by kt at 6:54 PM

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  • ▼  2008 (28)
    • ▼  March (28)
      • Talking About Forever
      • no title would be enough
      • your words
      • An Error
      • Inspiration: Part 2... or the lack there of
      • Wishes
      • Her heart is black
      • "Fine"
      • Silence in the hallway
      • My life in bits and pieces
      • The Perfect Song
      • The Only One
      • Listen to My Tears
      • Her smile holds a secret
      • Inspiration
      • don't say that you love her
      • Is it OK?
      • Swear I'm better now
      • "I <3 You"
      • Baby Brianna
      • Fly (What do you do?)
      • Lather. Rinse. Repeat
      • depression
      • I want to write you a poem
      • First Cigarette
      • The letter I never sent
      • Anthill Haiku
      • The Scent of Autumn

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