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Expressive Healing


You ask me why I write? I'd be glad to tell you so, it's not for fame, that dangerous bird, no it's really not for show. It's not so that others may read, and say "Oh I can relate," no it's not so that my words can be twisted for others sake. You ask me why I write, why I put pen to paper so much, the reason is quite simple, you see it starts as just a crutch. However that crutch turns to a hurdle as the words begin to flow, I write to get thoughts and feelings off my chest, I write so they can show. I write so I don't have to hide inside, I write to be free, I write to be happy, I write so I can be me.
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