Poetry Within
A form of release,
of expression.
Whether out loud,
or with descretion.
Holding it in,
or letting it all out.
It's not something,
to even cry about.
Show the world,
what you're made of.
Release it all,
let it fly above.
Let them see your joy,
and feel your pain.
For it's all,
yours to claim.
The loudest sounds,
aren't aways heard.
The roughest touch,
isn't always felt.
But in the end,
it isn't about what you say.
But in realty,
It's about what's at stake.
So let it out,
and express yourself.
In the end,
It's about yourself.
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