Confessions of a Poetry Souper
Poems, Poems, Poems
Running through my brain
Lines and rhymes and topics
I guess it's in my veins
Poems, Poems, Poems
Only understood by a fellow poet
I eat and live and breathe them
I can't help but show it
Poems, Poems, Poems
it's hard to understand
but they're all I want to do
till the end of time and land
Poems, Poems, Poems
you may think it strange
but I am who I am and I'm a poetry souper
and I never want to change
Copyright © Brandi Mitchell | Year Posted 2013
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