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This poem was written by: Erica.
Submitted:Aug 20, 2010 Reads: 31 Comments: 2 Likes: 1
Poetry
Poetry's my heart and soul
my private lullaby
It helps me through the stormy nights
and lets my spirit fly
When all the world seems lost and sad
and my heart is torn in two
Poetry's my needle and thread
that mends my heart like glue.
I get to make up stories
some sorrow full and sad
some my mystified and curious
some joyful and some glad.
I get to be creative
in my one indifferent way
and try to give a little joy
to everyone each day.
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