Saturday, January 30, 2010

Poems Can Be Made By the Ones Who Loathe Them Too

Well... nothing really. Today, I've opened my eyes to this poem that made me smile even though it may have some flaws of its own. The only thing I really care is the fact that it was made from the heart...

I'm repairing my book with wire
My heart is burning like fire
The wire is cutting in my hand
And all I see is BJ forever my land

You know what? As I've said I don't really give a heck even if it's not the best poem. It's made by someone who doesn't even go with the idea of poems nor compositions of any sorts. That is what makes it special. Very special...
I will need to make a response to this, and I hope it's enough to make that person smile at least, and prove the fact that it's the same for me. =)

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