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1/07/2012

On Poetry

Words
are tumbling out of me
dropping down on paper
like stones
disappearing from  the wall around my soul
freeing me of pain
    - and despair

Words
are falling softly
on the empty pages of my notebook
line by line
like teardrops
melting from the ice surrounding my heart

Words
meaningful little nobodies
powerful soldiers
    - exposed
an army of emotions
fighting
to break me
to free me
to save me

In the end
it’s so much more
than merely words

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