Forced Poetry
Days have I waited
Nights have I longed
To hold someone close to me
Searching in the light
Lost in the dark
Wandering around aimlessly
Living my life like forced poetry
Reaching for words, scratching for rhyme
One day my search will end
Life is flowing with the words of love,
Words inspired by you
If you were to leave
My life would dead end
No feelings would flow
Through my forced poetry
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