Monday, July 24, 2017

As a poet

As a poet
I bare my soul
Opening my heart
Letting my emotions flow

As a poet
I explore the world around
Feeling the very core of existence
Laying the beat down

As a poet
I get stressed
Pouring out my emotions
Help me untangel that mess

As a poet
I am emotionally charged
Letting the world know
My words come from the heart

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