Poetry

During the hard times in my life,
Pen and paper became my friends.
They were my listeners
My loyal consolers.
They became my main distraction,
They gave me comfort, 
And I created poetry, 
All the words on that paper,
Made up my own little world.
Where I was able to throw my pain away.
Poetry became my escape.
 -PF
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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April 4, 2017 at 4:20 PM
Hello Thatgirlfrommars, I am the same.Poetry is my escape as well.Before poetry came into my life, it was Oprah and Dr. Phil. I enjoyed this poem.
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April 4, 2017 at 4:22 PM
I forgot to tell you this poem will be my fav.
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