The magic in the words

March 21, 2009
By Sam/abe SILVER, Barton-le-clay, Other
Sam/abe SILVER, Barton-le-clay, Other
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There is magic in the words I write,
Scrawled across the page,
They rip the emotion from my veins,
Anger, hate and rage,
Although I'm never happy,
I'm no longer sad,
These words are the best medicine,
That I have ever had,
I no longer feel trapped,
Stuck inside a cage,
Being ruled by my emotions,
Like anger, hate and rage,
Even the pills don't help,
They don't make me feel this way,
But these words are freedom,
I'm finally okay.

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on Mar. 28 2009 at 9:10 pm
(=amanda=) GOLD, Somerset, Ohio
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i really like this poem

on Mar. 26 2009 at 9:24 pm
Inkspired PLATINUM, Whitby, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"If one will scoff at the study of language, how, save in terms of language, will one scoff?" - Mario Pei
"I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die." Isaac Asimov

This is really good! I love it, because it's so true!

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