The spirit of my heart

a ghost so holy and a spirit so pure
entered the kingdom of my heart
a happy playground so boundless,
soft and fluttery.

it danced in the gardens of my soul
waiting to be set free,
for us to become one again.

set me on fire and set others on fire too,
not in a bad way, they will never burn in this fire,
the fire within.

all power is corrupt bar this.


Pretty powerful poem daydreamer. Well done!

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Iā€™m offended! :wink:

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This is good mate

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