My book of words,
That mean so much.
Unravel my thoughts,
That I so closely clutch.
Of love,
Of hate.
My poetry book,
Holds future and fate.
A figure to think,
A friend to confide.
A lover to talk,
Secrets to hide.
So let me write,
In my poetry book.
I'll pour out my emotions,
As long as no one looks.
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