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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