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 Aug 2015 Elyss
succulentirl
here's the thing about poetry,
there is no tangible definition.
there is no standard,
there is no normal.

each one of us are made of adjectives,
metaphorically speaking.
we are made of words,
that flow within the depths of our minds,
and reminds us what it's like to be alive.
each, a beautiful thought to think.

so i thank god for poetry,
because otherwise?
my thoughts wouldn't know,
where to go.
my creative writing teacher gave us 15 minutes to write a poem about poetry

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