It's placing ones all
With pen onto paper
Airing your thoughts
For lovers and haters
It can be escapism
When pain plays a role
Writing it out
Cleansing the soul
Exorcizing the demons
That reside in your mind
It's cathartic in essence
Release what's inside
It's not always heartache
Turmoil and angst
It's a medium for joy
Love and romance
It's a way of conveying
What's easier with words
If it wasn't for writing
Might never be heard
The pen is the puppet
The heart pulls the strings
The brain a spectator
The result... A poem
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