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It's Hard to Say


Its hard to just say

but i say it now

instead of speaking 

I'll write it down

writing is a gentle flow

a natural hobby that'll come and go

why i write is something more

to fill my heart where it has tore

my poems are of my life

through my hard times and strife

diaries, some people keep

when i'm upset and when they weep

I find a pen and paper

which soon become my problem solver

I write till there is a blank canvas in my head

and no other words can be said

thousands of emotions and feelings 

I put them into one revealing

sadness, hard to speak of

anger, disappears like a dove

so why is it that I write?

 I think you can tell me this time...AB

 

 

 

 

 

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