Maybe the bridge burns
Lots of twists and turns
Maybe we all fall
I'll get up and carry on tall
Stuff happens I get it
I'm not throwing any fit
Just here to express
Not a violent protest
Just here to learn&grow
Not put on a show
Having fun everyday
Writing away, here to play
Wearing my Opuss hat
Little Ash the kat
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Hi, a lot goes on in my mind... #projecthumanity Kik: ashhkat •thanks for reading•
Say what you want to say. Be who you want to be. So much of what we write, Is a journey of discovery. The beauty of this medium, Is that there is no judge.
It's all just words, And it's all just ink. But it's really much more, A lot more come to think. It's letters and sentences, It really is my heart. Writing is my future, My end and my start.
My poems are thoughts. That come from my mind. Some of them dirty. Some can be kind. I can write fiction. Or even the truth. My sexual poems. Go through the roof. Sometimes you won't like.
There may be a time. When you share your rhyme. One day that time will come. And you will decide the chosen some. One day you will banish the fear. Shifting up a gear. Sometimes it's hard.
(Warning: One bad word, for those of you who care <3). All the world sees. Are the. I diocy. M ischievous. P roblems. E lections. R ude. F ucked- up. E ffortless. C uts. T raining. I nsanity. O paque.
G iving a heliping hand and U nselfishly putting others first I n times of need and despiration.
It's late at night. But I had an urge to write. Sometimes I get these itches. Ripping me like broken stitches. So I make a rhyme. To past the time. Or because words start to flow.
M usic, a huge part of my life. U niversal language for all. S ounds that help, calm or ignite. I t's magic never fails to pull. C omfort from pain, always something to gain.
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