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Creative soul

Sometimes my soul wants to simply explode

creative energy built up in time

In essence searching for a safe abode

To pour out treasures in this heart of mine

Secrets learned in the lecture room of life

Stories in retrospect often to share

How growth spurts through the hardened ground of strife

Finding inspiration when life's not fair

Mindset determines how we view our world

Perception of glass half empty or half full

When pressures upon my full soul is hurled

On creative outlets i tend to pull

When faced with opportunity or choice

Artistic expression becomes my voice

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Written by
toni-cezeal
South African
Published
Jul 19, 2012
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