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It Isn't Working
To write is to feel out loud.
 It grants the ability to correct and edit your ideas.
 But now I find it a difficulty.
 My emotions running then dripping
 To a messy puddle at my feet,
 Disguised as tears.
 I don’t know what to do.
 I don’t know what to say.
 
 I am conflicted.
 So conflicted.
 
 To write is to feel out loud,
 But now,
 It is to confuse me more,
 To see how unedited my ideas really are,
 And the puddle is growing:
 Pond-size,
 Ocean-size.
 I’m even more confused.
 
 I am conflicted.
 So conflicted.
 
 How do I fix it?
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