Passion Stopped
she had a passion for writing.
a passion like no other.
she could write and drift
off into a new world.
her dreams could come alive
and she could live in peace.
but everyone looked past
the meanings and thought
they were stupid so she
stopped.
she stopped doing what
she loved just because
of what others thought.
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