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freedom= poetry


Words that show the very depth of my soul

Phrases, that for ages, my mouth chambers ceases to control

Blood to my veins when there is no song

Strength for lyrical creation when things are going wrong

Expression of insecurity, fears, and doubt's

Thats why I write them ..to get them out

 

Air from my nostrils flows fluidly

Heartbeat regulates continually

Why? Because God made it so

Just like those things, my words must flow

For in His wisdom He lent to me 

The ear for music and talent in literacy

Words that show the depth of my soul

Phrases that only God controls

 

The mind plays a major part

In the collection of expression bleeding from my heart

Things I may not regularly get to say

When I write them down, they can't slip away

Explosion of thoughts, simple they may be

But to me..that's free..poetry

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