This is about when you get the feeling you've got a poem forming in your mind, then you just leave it thinking it'll be no good, and later think you should have given it a chance to develop...Anyone else ever get that feeling? 

A snapshot in time

Can be captured in words

Sometimes sublime

Or completely absurd

Emotion that longed

To be known, in a stance

A soul's way of sh...

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