Losing |
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is my first time writing a poem, for I never thought that I could. My teacher knows I have never written a poem before Today, but we have both understood That the reasons for writing are Real. All I need is paper and a pen To express and reveal The truth inside. I fend Off my fears and let the poem write itself. Even though it does not look very long, It is a memory I will keep to myself, A secret that is special, not wrong. By writing my first poem I have lost but have gained. I can not turn back or ever be the same. |
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