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Writer's pictureColven Gibson

Initial Thoughts

Simple thoughts, and simple words

I understand them, oh so well

Making songs to laugh or cry

Or passing melodies, to hear


No honest soul could not be moved

As they hear the timeless tune

Never understated

Drawing memories near


Gyrating hips, and flashy gear

Are not needed when you hear

Rising notes, up to the sky

Friendly echoes floating by


Underneath sees troubled waters

Need a bridge? One bridge supplied

Killing off lives indiscretions

Ever watching in silence abides

Living in a tenement hall

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