Life As A Poet...

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    Life As A Poet...
    Life As A Poet


    I woke up thinking it was all a dream
    Stood up to the sink
    Wiped my eyes clean
    Looked in the mirror,
    I knew something was missing
    That's when my mind struck me into reminiscing
    All these feelings
    That my heart was resisting
    Closed my eyes, splashed water on my face
    Try to forget this it was just a morning phase
    Wipe it again,
    Get off the mourning gaze,
    Opened the door to leave my place,
    Hat on my thoughts,
    Pen in my hand,
    Lets start these poem about better dayz...

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    Chaos128 commented on Life As A Poet...

    08-10-2010

    Ha ha It's official... The muse called and you answered... and that, my new friend, is all it takes : ) Nicely done!
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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