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Why I write


The pain that throbs inside of me The thing that keeps me from losing myself The feelings that I write down to express myself The musical lyrics behind my true feelings. Poetry is my music when there isn’t a speaker around It tunes out the pain I feel when it crosses my mind It drives out the deepened thoughts planted within my heart It is an exotic escape to a calm peaceful island Just me, my pen, and notepad at hand We fly high over the depths of the sea Smiling at the sun over way landing on a cloud of hope Where I am at peace with my pain I’ve won and overcome this feeling of hopelessness This feeling of anguish, distraught, and hurt I am victorious by nature may the birds sing along with me No more hurt when it is all said and done It belongs on paper where I take it there and leave it at once These things are written down by the pen that holds the key By the paper that now bears these burdens I am no more held down by the past You now belong where I have placed you Down on the pages of hope I leave you be This peace I now have was giving to me by way of a blessing A blessing that I will endure forever and forever These are the reasons why I write…
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