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What It Means To Me

I know poetry may mean just writing to you But it means a lot more then that to me It is the very drug that sets me free The very high that gets me by Once I have cast away emotions With pen and paper I am new again No matter how angry or upset i get I just write I make my thoughts come alive Upon this pen and paper I strive It saves me from drinking my worries away Something most tend to do And I am sorry they they Do not see How much this can mean to me I now no longer have to complain Writing is my restrain

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/9/2009 4:59:00 AM
Good to know. Honestly, writing should be this way. There are a lot of people that just write because everyone else does, rather than from the heart. Great one :]
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Date: 11/7/2009 6:58:00 PM
Nice piece you've got here. It's been a cathartic process for me, too, Matthan. Hugs, Donna
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