Thursday, February 8, 2007

How Poetry Comes to Me

Current mood: accomplished
Category: Writing and Poetry


I wrote this for English Class... Creative Writing: Poetry actually.

In a dream world I call life
when my mind is blank.
If i'm feeling desolate
in my heart, cold and dank.
Poetry wil come to me
when I need it most.
It comforts every pain inside.
Dearly, I hold it close.
© 2007

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