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Apr 2013
A million ways to use it, Never felt I had any choice
Sustained now for so long, It's become my inner voice
Just pops into my head, And it won't go ignored
It's a part of me now, So I grab a pen and record

This ink blots the paper, Leaveing behind emotional stain
The message received from my heart and my brain
A build up on the soul, To cleanse I just release
Things get better once it's out, Causes inner wars to cease

An overflow becomes avoided, No need to clean a mess
No matter the issues size, Poetry finds ways to express
It keeps me moving forward, No matter where it leads
Poetic potential is so great, I know I will succeed
Kim McCarthy
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Kim McCarthy  Boston
(Boston)   
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