197 Thoughts slip through my fingers Before I can catch them in a poem The only thing I want to write about Does not fit into words You know the color of my eyes Better than I do myself - Post by Acataphasja on Boldomatic

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197

Thoughts slip through my fingers
Before I can catch them in a poem

The only thing I want to write about
Does not fit into words

You know the color of my eyes
Better than I do myself

197 Thoughts slip through my fingers Before I can catch them in a poem The only thing I want to write about Does not fit into words You know the color of my eyes Better than I do myself

#APoemADay, #July26th

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