Poetry Self-expression

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Touch the paper with a pencil Shouting thoughts come alive My mind is leaking ideas The words explode on paper Eventually coming together To create a world of mine Thinking becomes out of control
  Parts of me, Secrets, Scream to be captured on paper, To deserve even a smidgen of recognition, But I can’t part with them, I fear that others might see the true self I keep hidden,
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