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When you’re writing a piece of art
It’s all about the feeling
Of being true to your heart
A masterpiece isn’t made
By throwing words on a page
Its all about the passion
Of keeping you engaged
Painting a picture with letters
Is more than the ability to draw
It’s about the sensation
Of love fear and awe
Poetry is the rhythm
To the music of your soul
The beat of a phrase
It’s whatever makes you whole
You can’t rush perfection
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Poetry
Date: Tuesday, 23rd July 2019 @ 03:03:50 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Unpredictable

You can’t force the words
When you’re writing a piece of art
It’s all about the feeling
Of being true to your heart
A masterpiece isn’t made
By throwing words on a page
Its all about the passion
Of keeping you engaged
Painting a picture with letters
Is more than the ability to draw
It’s about the sensation
Of love fear and awe
Poetry is the rhythm
To the music of your soul
The beat of a phrase
It’s whatever makes you whole
You can’t rush perfection
When your life is the line

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