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I am.... ME


Poetry, words slamming through a page

Describing, reliving memories of an age 

In which I live to tell to the present of tomorrow 

That we all have to smile and live without a sorrow.

Even though life has its ups and downs,

I won't let that stop me  from getting those crowns.

I'll Tell,

I'll Yell

To the world what I have to say.

Living my moments with a poem in my tray.

This is MY world, MY body, and MY soul,

Nobody can describe how I write my poems because I AM in CONTROL.

 

 

 

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