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Poetry is Gone
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2005 Poetry is gone
And I think I died,
Just a little bit.
Poetry took a vacation
Left my brain to rot
Without an escape.
Words without paper
No meter, no rhyme
Words gathered in my mind.
This upset my muse immensely
So she ran away with Poetry,
Leaving me utterly alone.
I didn’t know what to do
To clear my messy mind
So I wrote a song.
