Jacks poems
ive been writing poetry for a few years but its never been something i decided to pursue
but heres a couple ive just had or just written.
heres an old one.
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I've got a small confession
These butterflies wont quit
In your hand, Mine is woven
It's funny how they fit.
Your heart it beats in tune with mine
A dark enchanted flow
I feel your heart right next to mine
It's funny how they glow.
I suppose we call this love
A feeling that I miss
So light my my heart, that with a start
It stops within your kiss.