Poetry she is
POETRY SHE IS
She lies within me
She bluntly comes out
She comes in all forms of mannerisms and punctuations
She is my poetry.
She seeks my inner thought
She feels what I feel
She is my mood ring that you can sing
She is my poetry.
She bleeds out of my body and soul
She captures what my heart has told
She is the birth of all my senses
She is my poetry.
My poetry she is.
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