Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
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inner-most secrets; rants on just about anything, journals of plan hitherto unseen. diary full of deep dark thoughts- lies, betrayals, broken trusts, impaired dreams.
witnessing it all in somber bemoan pencil stays mute its lead busted.