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Poetry Is Life

They want me to do something better. But life is too short to be a regretter. Whether I make them proud or not. I know writing is all I got. I can't be a doctor or lawyer. Or even a actor,I'll be a destroyer. Why won't they understand? Just please,somebody hold my hand. Writing is what makes me,me. Why can't they just see? I feel like it was meant to be. This is what means the most to me.

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Date: 8/18/2014 11:49:00 AM
Write, write --day and night. Don't give in , don't give up. Put ink to paper, shiner your light. Grab your dream with both hands, stick to your future plans Write for pleasure , write for fun, shine bright, bright as the Sun
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Tatiana Davis
Date: 8/18/2014 1:20:00 PM
Thank you for commenting Robert,that really boosted my determination I have to keep writing more and more!

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