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Trapped in my head
Thoughts I should've said

Words drawn like an artist
This paper is my canvas

The art of written form
My pens creating a storm

Scribbles so energetically
It just comes out poetically

The start of a verbal creation
Ranting and letting out frustration

Written out to sound vocally
Just the way I like my poetry

I'll ask just one question...
Have I made an impression?
Well, have I?
 Oct 2014 John Holmes
r
new day
 Oct 2014 John Holmes
r
Sunup
expectations low-
another day aimed my way

- till the sky became
a color never named
and changed my world - again,

a new day.

r ~ 10/12/14
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