I’ve always heard the eyes
Are the windows to our soul
But if you want a glimpse within
Read poetry, then you’ll know
Everyone is different
And the words they write reflect
Everything that’s in their heart
And the things they can’t forget
Some use imagination
To bring a point across
But the root is in reality
And the truth is never lost
So if you want to see my heart
And everything it holds
I invite you to a glimpse within
My poetry is my soul
*Lacey*
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