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Sep 2018
For I dont force these words from my hand
They leak from my heart
They drain through my mind
Pen to paper is the magic
Teleportation to one's imagination
Descriptions of moving pictures
Textures of illustrated script
For that's my voice
Scrutinized evidence of intelligence
Actuality of fiction
Using my mind to alter sentences
Utilizing & analyzing my subjects
Making something form nothing
Perfectionist of corroded words
For this is how I write.....
Jacob s gurrola
Written by
Jacob s gurrola  28/M/Chula vista
(28/M/Chula vista)   
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