Here Is The Time Poem by justine spohn
Here Is The Time
Here is the time to write and rynme.
A place of sanity and sane.
Somewere i can go to be me.
No fake smile no mask to were.
Not a better place to bear.
To bear my thoughts and soul.
No longer stuck in a hole.
But never will be whole.
This is al just me just the person i want to be.
No one really knows who i am.
But now i write and ryme.
So now you can.
You can get to know me the real me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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