Can I write?
I long wondered…
I tried…
But hated what I wrote!
Kept telling myself…
Don’t think and write…
Just let the words flow…
From your heart…
And…
One day out of the blue…
The words just seem…
To gush out…
Like I’d woken up from…
Deep sleep…
It may not be perfect…
What I write…
But it’s true…
It’s my life…
My thoughts…
My Joy…
My strife…
Being Me...
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*I find myself swinging. *
*Not on a playground swing. *
*Not high on dope. But on life. *
*Swinging into extremes...*
*One minute I feel I can let it al...
10 years ago
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