True Emotions
It was an ordinary day,
When poetry was put in front of me.
My thoughts became aroused,
When I learned this form of escape.
An escape so completely real,
That it helps me finally feel.
No matter the emotion,
A poem can put it in a full thrust motion.
To this day,
Poetry will continually express the real me.
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