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I have to write so I want fight
Release with a pen paper takes to flight
Tight closed fist opened with might
Is it right?
I might just think might
Words speak louder when verbally not nice
Revised remember importance lights
Turn to burn down candle flames height
I have to write to pour out pitchers of despair
Whether or not who cares
But dare
Say something when they do not know
Arrows shoot but not without bows
Growth
Happens when chosen to receive
I may not be like you and you are most definitely not me
Let’s see how a riddle can be solved
Tea bags boil but they never seem to dissolve
That’s all I saying for today
I may metaphorically say
Days may seem they do end
But today is not a day to pretend
Like everything is going well
They run dry but writing always tell a tale
Copyright © Goddess Queen Yahudah | Year Posted 2016
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