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It Isn't Working
To write is to feel out loud.
It grants the ability to correct and edit your ideas.
But now I find it a difficulty.
My emotions running then dripping
To a messy puddle at my feet,
Disguised as tears.
I don’t know what to do.
I don’t know what to say.
I am conflicted.
So conflicted.
To write is to feel out loud,
But now,
It is to confuse me more,
To see how unedited my ideas really are,
And the puddle is growing:
Pond-size,
Ocean-size.
I’m even more confused.
I am conflicted.
So conflicted.
How do I fix it?
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