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Expression


Words flow through me everyday,

I can’t control them all.

Some I want to scream, or some I just want to say.

No matter what I do, they have to come out sometime.

 

When I write, I can say whatever I want.

No one has to know it’s me behind pencil or the keys.

Instead I can be me, without fear of what my words will do.

Will my words mean the same to you?

 

I hope my words inspire more.

I hope they bring people joy.

I hope that one day they’ll help me be famous.

For now, it’s just a form of expression.

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