Vanish

You can vanish all you like
from the paper that holds
the thoughts of many men
You can delete all comments
Like a crusifixtion of mind
You can hold on to your sanity
You freely give away
But hold on to the truth
That in our hearts you are etched
And if I met a hundred poets
With a hundred sad stories of life
You would still stay an image
Words upon wall
Feelings within the frame

Author's Note

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