We write what we can, how we can,
Not just for the applause,
But the release that comes with bleeding on paper,
And making our thoughts come alive,
With words on a blank page.
We capture our unbridled emotions and paint the minds burden,
With much dexterity, like only we can.
I am a Writer,
And these words.. They fill in the parenthesis of my existence.
-M. T
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