Writing Poem by rachael broken

Writing



When I am happy I can't write
When I am angery I write in spite
Why can I write and be bright
Because my feelings make me write
And without my feelings I am an artist without a brush
A brush without paint
Paint without color

Saturday, September 29, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings
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