My Poetry
I don't like it.
It does not say.
What I want to say.
Whats in my mind.
I cannot find.
The things that mean a lot.
I have forgot.
Having to rhyme, is a swine,
Maybe I stop, and write a book.
I have lots to say.
Before I pass away.
Never edit your work.
Let it be read,
As new, fresh and live.
From your side.
Mistakes and spelling.
So what!
Don't worry what they think.
Get it down.
Your thoughts. In ink.
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