To Write
October 22, 2015
For me, writing is a way out.
All I really need is a pencil
and a piece of paper, no doubt.
A quiet place to think, to rest.
So I can relase my heart
of the emotios I often surpress.
This tactic allows me to express
my mind, myself.
It has me at ease nonetheless.
Time does not cease.
I am able to release my thoughts
and find uns[eakable peace.
Writing grants me freedm.
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