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I've read a lot of depressing things on Booksie lately.
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Submitted:Oct 29, 2012 Reads: 20 Comments: 6 Likes: 2
Maybe it is true what they say
Poets only prosper when they are prey
Only the tortured soul
Only the weeping and discarded
Only the hurt and dying can scrawl with their blood a rhyme experienced in full
I say nay
Pain is one emotion
Pain is but a moment in forever
Pain comes to the poet be it from a woman or a seat with out a cushion
But maybe it is true what they say
Poets only prosper when they must pay
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