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Ms. Cronic


Oh Ms. Cronic, oh Ms. Cronic

I thought the mind had a barrier, you helped me see beyond it

The way I look at life now

Affects the things I write down

 

I'm confident in how I write now.

And if presented the chance to put my mind to work

I scream "right now!"

I don't hesitate,

when a thought comes to mind

I think:

"I must write...now."

 

It's highly obsurd;

The power of words...

 

Connotations and

punctuations,

You revealed to me their functions and now their sentences make sense.

 

Writing was always a problem;

You helped me discover the missing variable.

You helped me find the final piece of the puzzle.

 

Thank you.

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KechanBailey

18 years old. Georgia Southern University. I love to write.

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