Let go of my hand
Let me be what I want to be
Let go of my hand
The sands of time Are trickling before me
I have not yet Achieved
what I want to be
Let go of my hand
I want to stand alone
In a sea of words
Pluck out the phrases
Soar like a bird
I want to stand on a mountain
Wait for the dawn
Yet be aware of
The approaching storm
I want to fashion a rainbow
That arcs through the sky
And iron out the dilemmas
Between you & I
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. A beautiful creation.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that poem made me vigourously moan so bad that i pooped my panties and peed them at the same time
good job
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