I HAVE FINALLY ACCEPTED I AM A POET

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I wrote words
Yet i did not understand how
My words could have such meaning
How sentences bond together
Would breathe life to the earth
I wrote words
Still i did not comprehend how
My words would be received
How phrases sewn together
Would lend revelations to the universe

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MIDNIGHT ORCHIDS

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It was 1984
He met her first
She saw him last
They danced
He made her a mix tape
All the songs they danced to
All the memories they talked of
All the moments they walked on
All the distances they swore on

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DEAR MATHEW

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Why so harsh with humanity
Why the rage of destruction
Conquering your very soul
Does fear feed your greed
Is your strength in seeing tears
All the loneliness you have caused
Just look
Look at the desolate lands you have left in your wake
Violent winds
More violent waves
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I AM A WRITER, I TEND TO FORGET THAT SOMETIMES

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The cry of my heart says to write more
The mourn of my soul says to write again
The sting of my spirit says to write madly
I rebel, my mind rebels sometimes
My fingers rebel to a wordless brain
Yet i know well enough
I am a writer
Who tends to forget that sometimes
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MY PEN SPEAKS MORE THAN MY LIPS

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I fall silent
When i should be raging mad
I roll eyes
When i should be yelling loud
I close eyes
When i should be speaking hard
I purse lips
When i should be letting sound
Why should i not speak
When its curses i want to utter
When insults burn my lips
When disrespect yearns to show
My lips become mute
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