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My Artistry
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2001 We are all artists in a sense
Some paint, sketch, sculpt, and picture
Most don’t know for they never get tense
Because many use this as a pain fixture
My art form is words written or said
In lines and stanzas and many forms
They tell my story of sorrow, joy, and to wed
They speak to those who read; those forlorn
My emotions go down onto the lined sheet
And somehow become fantastic pieces of art
I have no reason to do so, no criteria to meet
I use my artistry to get emotions from my heart
They flow out and become written treasures
Filled with emotions so great it is beyond measures
~Chrystal
Written on
April 30, 2001
