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Sweet Poetry


Poetry, the wonderful freedom, The anonymous friend that calms your flares. Poetry tends to ease my mind, Poetry is my vent for life. My anger now will be released, My stress will unwind on paper. My hand will eventually seize to shake, My mind will eventually be open. Read over the words to let free your feelings, Write more to express your desires. Thank God for my knowledge of words, Thank God for my experiences in life. Poetry is my life, my feelings, my dreams. Mine contain my aspirations, And predict my actions in life. Poetry, the wonderful freedom, The anonymous friend that calms your flares. Poetry tends to ease my mind, Poetry is my vent for life. My anger now will be released, My stress will unwind on paper. My hand will eventually seize to shake, My mind will eventually be open. Read over the words to let free your feelings, Write more to express your desires. Thank God for my knowledge of words, Thank God for my experiences in life. Poetry is my life, my feelings, my dreams. Mine contain my aspirations, And predict my actions in life.

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