Poetic Voice
My style is not refined
And that might be how I'm defined
Though conventional wisdom I defied
It's in the heart of poetry I reside
My heart bursts with words
All I want is my soul to be heard
For this is my tonic, my cure
That will leave my spirit pure
Monolithic testaments to my aspiration
Have sometimes fueled exasperation
I might have done it for the attention
But all I want is an arbitrary mention
I may not have a poetic voice
But my words are more than noise
And if it's a little verbose
That's just me I do suppose
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