Sight

Wed, 05/15/2013 - 01:59 -- MelGarr

To hear words as music
To see words as a life
To know words as your own,
It becomes more than spoken.
But as emotions with lungs;
The beauty in which moves our hearts.
To comprehend words with emotions
To truly experience words as they're meant
There is never a reason for words
If not realized as they are.
What use of these words, if no one
But me know them?

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MelGarr

I made this when I was about 13 or 14.

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