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Therapy ~
My insides are a mess with feelings so
mixed
Can't separate the past from what
really is,
I needed some way for it to be
permanently fixed
The swirling emotions that is called
"me".
So I sat down at the computer to put
them down
Put them in order where I will be able
to tell,
Ones from my childhood belonging to
now
And putting them in a place that I can
find.
As poems they came to my absolute
surprise
And my woman told me that they worth
showing,
Standing there always there at my side
Inspiring me to write all that I'm
worth.
Now poets contact me with words that
floor me
How talented I am, how my words hit a
nerve,
And to me it was just my way of
therapy
But I am happy my words do make a
change.
This poem was inspired by a fellow
poet
I would like to dedicate it
to her.
Thank You Lynn King
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