My Poetry

November 21, 2011
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My heart pours out onto the paper
Ideas flow threw my pen
My heart flies with joy of the sudden release of weight that held me down
Ideas flair up inside me so high I can write fast enough I smile at the words because no one knows theses words that I have written
Until I set them free knowing no one could have created this but me

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