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Fear


The poem is called fear, so why am I writing it ? because I never know who's looking at me that owns a business he could offer me a job doing business and I can help my mama pay off all her loan debts. Get her a nice outfit and some winter clothes, what I'll buy my little sister no one knows. my brother having problems but I know the struggles hold he has my heart an a shovel so I'm digging holes but when I look at life I understand why I write I write because I have a lust for life I write because I understand that my thoughts an view points will only become free if my pen and paper meet have nice conversation and mingle . I write because I'm me and I can't be anyone else so my question is why do you write? but if you don't your not doing anything but sheltering your thoughts.......
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