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Feelings
Just a poor man expressing my feelings,
writing my thoughts and personal dealings;
when one day there was a comment so rude,
felt like a knife from my back did protrude;
slashed through my soul and cut my heart,
from poetry, it almost made me depart;
but now I look back and think of that sot,
and to be like her, I'm glad that I am not;
so I will continue to write what I feel,
as the wounds in my heart begin to heal;
knowing that some appreciate my words,
as others recognize the songs of the birds;
i'll write of death, sadness,life and love,
and anything else that I may think of.
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