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Sitting in a desk

Back bent over a laptop

Fingers flying across the keyboard

No need to stop for a breath

No need to wonder what people will think

All you have to do is

Write what you feel

No matter what you feel

It is okay to feel

Feel everything

No one to judge

Only people to listen

To read

To care

About everything you have to say

Poetry is a place to be free

Free from the anxiety of everday life

Free from the chains that hold you down

Free from the people that clip your wings

Free from sadness

Anger 

Guilt

Poetry for everyone

 

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KadynE2025

I really like Criminal Minds, Dr. Who (the 4th Dr.), and reading/writing fanfiction and poetry

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