Uncaged

It's my pain, my power

pens flow like raindrops, and the pen showers

My lyrics tickin' like clockwork, showin' my hours

Pages are the hourglass

excellence is my aimed target

greatness is my current path

I write what would I could say

pen is my gift and my pain.

Trialls inspire me

to be more than what I could be

turn my pain into our pleasure

make these words live forever.

My pain became my shine.

My gift became my lifeline

My darkness, my grind.

My grit and my shine,

keep flowin til I'm gone these words re my sands of time.

This poem is about: 
Me

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