COMPLETE FLYING (Poem 2 using same few
words)
Thinking I could belong,
But bottled up illusion existed,
And a self-ravaged personality.
I thought I’d known need,
Acted like a coherent being,
Liked music, played piano.
Undisguised drama answered…
Learn to walk in solitude.
Writing alone,
I fly complete.
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All of these poems are beautiful. I love love LOVE creating found poetry!
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