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My body was consumed with poetry today. I wanted so badly to sit and write about all the things in my head, for it to come out exactly how i feel, no cliches, or empty words, but I couldn't nothing seemed right.
I wrote a journal entry through the tears of frustration (and finally realizing that yes i am leaving in 3 1/2 weeks), but it got erased which only caused the urge to write more fiery.
Unfortunatly I am not very good at expressing emotions in poems and such...i wish i was.
I wrote a journal entry through the tears of frustration (and finally realizing that yes i am leaving in 3 1/2 weeks), but it got erased which only caused the urge to write more fiery.
Unfortunatly I am not very good at expressing emotions in poems and such...i wish i was.