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What do you think of my short poem?

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All In My Head

If you could only see what I think

My thoughts would be grand

The way every sound sings

Like the melody of a band

I can’t express to you in mere words

How I truly feel

I can’t tell you what they’re worth

Only that they’re real

That they call out through my soul

And reach the brink of my reality

Wanting so much to be in control

Clinging close to my personal qualities

You probably don’t get what I’m saying now

But that’s okay, to be honest neither do I

I just write what I feel, for what I feel is so loud

There is really no need for me to lie

But one day soon

I’ll brake out from my shell

And I’ll be able to tell and show you

What’s hidden beneath this gray veil

So you can know

And you can see

The portraits that my heart holds

And all of my dreams

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  1. beautiful.


  2.        HUH???

  3. Yes this poem is in your head

    (meaning) they are your thoughts  

    They would be grand

    I would have said it would be a miracle.

      The sounds are like a melody

    The first line is like what do you think

    because if you could only see what I think

    I would have said my thoughts would be a miracle.

    The thoughts cant be explained because

    of the worth

    For certain the words call out for the soul

    Once broken out of the shell

    then a person can see and know.

  4. this is sooo good!

    it is inspiring and cute (well i dont know if cute is the right word :S)

    can you send me another one of your poems?

    i really like the writing style on this one

  5. I liked it very much =] Good job.

    Very inspiring and deep. You should definitely write more!  

  6.      ALL IN MY HEAD

    If you could only see what I think,

      My thaughts would be grand

    The way every song I hear sounds

    Like a melody of a band,

    can't express to you in mere words

    How I truly feel, can't tell you what they're worth, onl that they're real.

    They call out through my soul, and reach the brink of my reality.

    Wanting so much to be in control, clinging so close to my personal qualities.

    Probably don't get what i'm saying, that's ok

    To be honest neither do I, just write what I feel cant lie, one day shall break out of my shell and show the world what's hidden beneath this grey veil.

    The portraits, and dreams that my heart holds.

      

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