When I write I am not afraid.
Wrapped in my own world of letters and phrases
The fearsome things in the dark can not hold me.
My words are my power, my defense,
I am me and my words are my strength.
The letters on the page; a part of my soul.
My spirit seeping out through the
instrument of the moment.
They are my beliefs, me in my truest form.
Others may believe the same things,
but the turn of my pen make mine unique.
The way the ink flows across the canvas
of my mind cumulating moments in life,
where written words are my only
voice.
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