my heart, the tick tock time bomb

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  • hannahxP
  • the greatest litterary work of my life, will be the last i ever wright.

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trying my hand at concreat poetry

my heart, the tick tock time bomb

Blank slate           paper ready
To absorb the ink endless possibilities
The only things too hold me back here:
 My conscience and the small vocab
 Of words that can only describe
 A small part of the inner
 Tinkering of my heart
 The tick tock
Time bomb
....
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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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