January 5, 2013
I love words.
I really do.
They make me happy and set me free, they open and shut doors,
they fill a page or a mind.
They bring out the truth, and they reveal lies.
Words move as the ocean or the wind.
They drop with the valleys and rise with the mountains.
They float as clouds and fall like rain.
Words shape life, religion and fate.
They lay out rhythm and song.
They play like children.
And they die in time.
But words shape life.
I love words.
They make me- me.

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Superhero_Fan said...
Jul. 12, 2013 at 2:20 pm
You captured words, with words. Good job!
This pretty much explains why I want to be a writer! I love playing with words, and trying to weave them together to insure there aren't any holes.
I liked how you didn't use rhymes on this one. It works better without them on this one. Again, good job.
GraphicWriter This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jul. 12, 2013 at 8:39 pm
Thank you, I actually don't rhyme well, so I usually do not try attempting to. I'm glad you liked it, and I love how you replied with insuing weaving words.
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