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A Try At Poetry
I am no good at poetry.
I wish I could turn my feelings into beautiful lyrics.
I want to voice my thoughts openly,
but how could I do that in only seven sylabbles?
When reading this, I do hope you won't be critical.
I only had a night to finish and beautiful works are hard to mimic.
I have so much I want to tell you,
but how can I when it has to rhyme?
I want to tell you of my love for writing
and how much I feel at home with my typewriter.
If you critisize me, then we'll be fighting.
Forgive me, that was cheesy.
The knowledge that people will read this makes me queasy.
I am known among my family as quite the writer,
although I rearely write poems.
Onto the next subject, I suppose!
I love mysic very much.
When I play or sing, I am somewhere else.
I play the clarinet, piano, sing, and such.
I enjoy it much, it's who God made me.
He did not make me to rhyme words, you see.
I try to go things like rhyme "else" with "belts."
So, I'm not very good at writing poems,
but when I'm writing or singing, I'm home and I'm free.
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