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Learn Between the Lines


There is no more hiding when you can feel your hand,
writing away from the thoughts that are cemented in your head.
 
They are no more fake smiles when you are secure of yourself,
knowing that you have found a new hobby that clears the thoughts you are grasping inside
 
 
You never know what a person is truly feeling 
until you read the words they've written that make up their own story
 
 
A story of their life and how they genuinely feel,
finding out that poetry is what keeps them surreal 
 
 
Roses are red violets are blue, it may not even be about a flower,
but what they makeup inside is true. 
 
 
I've found a unique aura that helps me maintain,
my creativity, my personality, my whole persona that I'm not ashamed. 
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