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Last Thought
I was walking on my own
Trying to find my way home
I stopped to look around
As the rain started pouring down
For so many years
And so many thoughts
There's nothing to remember
And nothing to think about
I was running down the mountain
Trying to find my own little fountain
My fountain of memories
That have longed to be freed
I was searching for a hand
A hand to hold and to understand
Understand the way I think my thoughts
And how I fight battles already been fought
Inside nor out
Doesn't anyone know what this is about
I am who I am
Don't try to change me
Just try to understand
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but i think that your poem contains very simple ideas, and i think you can expand on some things like the fountain you describe and the rain pouring down.
but all in all, with some practice, you could be a very great poet :)
itd be nice if you could check out my stuff too, thanks!