When Writing
I glanced down at the page,squinting my eyes slightly.
I wrote some words,shook my head and erased lightly.
Then the words poured out like heavy rain.
Each time it said something more,it's insane.
My writing keeps me out of pain.
It's like a ongoing chain.
Poem written after another
I'd like to say I'm a stunner.
To me,nothing seems funner.
These words just comes to me like the fastest runner.
Copyright © Tatiana Davis | Year Posted 2014
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