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This is Me


They say my writing is expansive It's alot to say When been through a life of tragedy And empty space The thoughts in my head you can never see Cause your never me Sometimes tears fall on these pages When writing my stages Of my pain My voices is a killing stain These writes are keeping me sane It helps me tame them And free me Wow You don't believe this helps me Do you believe it now See I may write like a rapper I'm not a rapper I'm a writer I write for those who think things But never say them I write for those who their thoughts They can never weigh them These pages are the bullets for the negative thoughts That invades them These pages are bullets for those Who can never see them Now they say "writing is his life" It is Without this I would never had lived My problems would had never been read If I had to do anything other then writing I reather be dead So thanks for those who see it For those who don't Leave it
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See alot of people get confused on why I do this. It something that personally helps me aswell. God gave me this gift a powerful gift as an outlet. Thats what writing is for me. When emotion flies over me this is where I go. It's what I call Real writing. It's a therapy for me.

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