Words erased
never given though.
All those ideas thrown out
never given a second glance.
The picture that they painted,
painted over white,
leaving a fresh canvas,
the secret buried underneath.
Words are erased everyday,
words that together
might be ground-breaking solutions.
But no one will ever know,
because these words,
these thoughts,
are lost forever,
they’re erased,
gone,
never to be retraced.
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I would like to translate this poem
words are erased.. poem is gone.. can't leave a comment.. lol ! !