Poetry is Me
Poetry is a part of me,
My escape from daily life,
Poetry is the key,
To get away from daily strife,
Life gets hard,
I tend to run away and hide,
My vision is marred,
But then poetry is kind,
My feelings flow,
The paper fills,
As I feel better the writing slows,
My mind mills,
Another creation has been made,
Sometimes they are happy and alive,
Others are dark like from a cave,
Although I learned to thrive,
and that is when Poetry became me
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