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So I Write

I have no skill, no craft, to express myself.
But keeping  these feelings can be deadly, so I have heard.
So I write.
I write the words that don’t make sense anywhere else.
From my heart to the paper, without any thoughts in between
I used to dream of creating impressive songs or paintings with them.
But that’s not me.
So I write.
I write down feelings and desires I did not even know I possessed.
But they scrap their way to the surface,
All in the hopes of finally being free.
There is only my soul and the blank page.
So I write.

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