Everytime I try and get out...
There are times when I need to write something. Anything. It doesn't really matter what it is at first. A strange thing happens though. As I'm writing, I feel like I am releasing something. Corny? Hoaky? Yeah. But, oddly enough, I can't seem to find any other way to equate what I am feeling.
Hmm. A poet that can't equate emotions into words?
Now there is something you probably were not expecting to find on a blog thats supposed to be about poetry...
Go figure.
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