Why Poetry?
This world is full of stress. So much stress it makes me a mess. I needed a way to let it all go. That's when the words just started to flow. Every line, every word, a chance for me to be heard. Every time I start to stray, poetry helps my troubles melt away. The feelings, the words, they need to come out. Poetry is the outlet without a doubt. In short when I am feeling crappy, poetry is what makes me happy.
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