you ask me where they come from
how can you learn to write like me
you wonder how it happens
that from me thoughts can run free
you look at my words
you see something great
confused and ashamed i sit silently and wait.
how is it you find beauty
in the pain i release
where do you find wonder
from my escaping words
you see a talent.... i feel a curse.
s.ray 1-20-2013
thank you Tyler ..
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