The Gift

The gift of poetry was my call

i write for one ,i write for all



I write about pain and sorrow,a love gone bad

i write for you when your happy or sad

i write about love,i write about hate,i write about

love that just cant wait.



I write the way i know you feel,i write about

things i know are real ,i can reach deep into

your soul i can write things about you that you

dont know.



I can tell just how you feel because i know that

its real because thats the way i feel...


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honey811's picture

I agree with this piece and I feel the same way.
You write awesomely,

Purple Care Bear's picture

Hey! This is a great poem! You are an awesome writer.