Its like one day we shall reunite... but foreva we write hidden in the sorrows of tomorrow... proclaiming each others devastation of yesterdays past and reconciling the visions of today... I mean your words are of ya once love one... and my words are of mine... deep in thought we yearn for love through our poetry like leeches need for blood... condemn in our thought... shallow vision in our minds... but yet we still unleash our unspoken words thru poetry... I vision ya appearance through ya poems and desire ya presence as if it was a need in stead of a necessity... so as the sun rise upon thee let ya poetry paint a vision in thy mind of sanity so that I can escape the feeling on insanity... and I onto you will open the doors of beauty thru my word I shall unleash life in ways unknown to the unborn mind of love... if u had a disease... my poetry shall be your cure... and if I was lost... your poetry shall be the path I found... so see forever more the beauty and devastation of poetry and let it be the key to salvation forever more... forever more... Cherie amor
Sincerely, Prophet
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