I carry these blocks of gold
through my day's
keeping them safe
polishing them day and night
when I lose one
it breaks my heart
an arrow
filled with sorrow
never said my final words
nothing can change
this feeling
I treasure
these moments
with them by my side
feeling the shards
everywhere
I carry those of gold
becuase their my eyes
my memories
my purpose
nothing can break my spirt
cherish them
until my final breath
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Words that speak from the heart
PoezieI have trouble speaking my emotions or talking to others so I write Poems and short stories from my heart