Short poem: Faded polaroids

Scarlett's BPD Corner

I think in words

Usually not pictures

Only if I think of movement

Do I see images

Like faded Polaroids

Black and White

Amost transparent

I am more words

Than images

That’s why they come easy

And they flow

My thoughts are words

They come and go

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