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This is My Poetry


This would be the way to let out everything I felt.

Whether it was happiness, love or guilt.

I knew this would be my special work of art, writing down all the things put on my heart. 

It was time for me to have motivation to get to graduation from the chains that had me bound. 

I refused to sit down and not make a sound.

This would be my blue prints for escape to freedom.

This led me to my season for greater things.

Writing is when the true person I am is revealed. 

It puts me in a mind state where it feels like I am not in any type of ordeal. 

This keeps me strong in the trying times.

It's almost like I'm pretending something is there like street mimes.

This is my way of teaching others in order to give them a diplomacy. 

This is my very own poetry. 

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