By Simeon Austin David Pangu
In the depths of my soul, I'm yearning,
To share the words that keep returning,
A muse that sets my heart ablaze,
And fills my mind with endless craze.
I've crafted tales both bright and bold,
A story that's waiting to be told,
Yet I struggle to find my voice,
And leave my mark, a worthy choice.
I wander down a path unknown,
A road that's mine and mine alone,
And though I fear what lies ahead,
I know the journey must be led.
My thoughts, they swirl and dance and play,
And seek to find a brighter day,
But with each step, I feel the weight,
Of all the words I cannot sate.
I may not be a man of fame,
And yet, my soul's aflame,
To touch your heart with what I write,
And make you feel, with all my might.
So let my words reach out to you,
And maybe they'll touch something true,
For though my path is hard to find,
My heart's desire, to make you shine.
And so I write with all my heart,
To make you feel, to play a part,
To make you laugh, to make you sigh,
And yes, sometimes, to make you cry.
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