The Energy of a Poet (Poetry In Motion)
Hey, come on in, and look through my dark eyes.
With an evil grin, I grip this pen, and begin to fantasize.
I can feel the raging energy, and it's flowing through my fingertips.
I take the electricity within me, and pass on my craftsmanship!
*I tag you Ms. Poe (Madison Thomer)
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