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Unafraid of the pen
I hold the pen in my hand,A writer true and true,Not just of plays and great song lyrics,But of moving books, articles too.I didn’t know how powerful the pen could be until I began to take writing seriously.I didn’t know how much of an effect my words could have,Until I started writing true stories. Leaving…
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Girl in the mirror
She’s beginning to look better,The girl in the mirror.Her face seems brighter, eyes well lit and filled with hope.Is it because of a new diet?My new hair attachments?Or maybe the new make up that I’m applying?No, I don’t think it’s that.I don’t think all the shadow chasing yielded any results whatsoever.I think it’s because I’m…