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Poetry for me


I wrote my first poem when I was young.

It was almost spirtual as if it fell off my tongue.

I couldn't believe how amazing it felt.

I was so thrilled that I could almost melt.

I released my inner secrets and my deepest thoughts.

I knew it was a talent that could never be bought.

I sometimes worried about what others would think.

But I realized after that it didn't matter to me.

I expressed all of my emotions that no one knew about.

I relayed all of the issues that I had dealt with, throughout.

I didn't want people to know because I was scared.

So I hid them in a notebook and kept it under the stairs.

Finally, I realized that people didn't have to know.

They were private for me, like my own show.

So I keep them to myself and read them always.

And write a new one occasionally with no dismays.

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tlmoyer56
<p>This is my first poem on here. I hope you enjoy.</p>

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