The coverpage for my poem scrapbook....

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Still a work in progress but heres what I have:

I always write whats inside
and through my words I cannot hide
and with this ink I bear my soul
through this pen I tightly hold
capturing within this book
there for those who care to look
there for those to whom I care
To let inside my mind and share;
my life and deaths on every page
and feel my hurt and buried rage
to feel the heat from my flame
scorching searing through my brain
gnawing slowly, eating through
reality I thought I dared I knew
with this thing inside of me
piercing through my sanity
But this beast I cannot fight
So with my pen I fiercly write.