I was born a wrighter
Just wish I would have
Realized it sooner
Guess its Gods
TIMING
I can't contain the rhymes inside me
When they download
I have to let them flow
It's like being
Out of control
I can't put them on hold
The pen is my voice
It's not my choice
It brings me peace
I can't even begin
To explain
Poetic words
Consume my brain
I guess it's positive expression
That I crave
Emotions
Like tsunami waves
Come over me
So intensely
It's almost insaine
Yet keeps me sain
Soothes my heart's pain
My God
Thank you for
POETIC PEACE
©spitfire
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