Poetry
Words flow through our minds
With rhyming letters of our matters
That are attached in our life's
Which we wish to express verbal
but we afraid that's why we scribe
Poetry is like a fairy tale world
Where everything is possible
Our imaginations are wild
Where we hide behind metaphos and similes while smiling
Where poets are able
To write there minds
And not get judged
Or get pushed through the edge
That's our advantage
Even if it's not that large
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