a writer's secret of writing
I close my eyes and feel myself drift away. I feel myself drift away into a reality of dreams. My body transferred itself into its own imagination, which is quite strange at times. I could be myself but I wouldn't look like myself. I could look like myself and run for my life because I'm on the verge of being murdered. I could become apart of a mythical world. I could be kissed and brought back to life by death himself. I could dream of dreams that are so unique that they can't be put into words.
What I'm saying is, a writer like me isn't just inspired by just a simple thought, but I'm also inspired by the dreams I have dreamt.
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A Beautiful Disaster
PoetryMy story. A story full of unforgettable thoughts. I've come to terms with these certain parts of my life. This is for the people who decide to read my poetry. I hope you find the motivation to continue to fighting like I did. #1 in slam (5/31/18) #1...
