Soul letter

The alphabet fluctuates
From letters to emotion,
As we embed our passions
On pages forever frozen.
We string text together
And give it a meaning,
Then we open our souls
To a dictionary of feelings.
Rhymes become inked
With broken hearts,
For the bleeding poetry
To be called art.
Words become characters
As we make them whole,
We fill letters with ideas
And words with soul.

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