My writing ,It flows out like a stream ,
And the words are nothing like the events it seems,
But it’s a snapshot of my feelings ,
So intense , so real , it’s a part of healing ,
It’s dark and painful words flow like tears,
But it’s like the words I say and your the ears,
I write to feel a rush of escape,
When everything is so out of shape ,
Your a page of my heart and my mind,
The answers I can’t seem to find
The empty pieces of my journey over time,
Written in all rhymes
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