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I didn't choose to be a writer,
writing chose me...
now I can't stop the words from flowing,
my fingers from moving ... my brain from thinking,
I just give more ...
I give more of myself to people who don't appreciate me
because i have nothing material to show of my writing but lined paper,
sheets and sheets... stacks and stacks...
folders ...binders and scraps ...
I gave a boy ..words fit for a man ..
kissed his hand and told him...
I want to write you beautiful poetry so you'll never forget how special u r 2 me,
he didn't understand my words bypass my heart and pour from my soul..
in no way submissive ... i just wanted him to know...
and he treated my words badly...made them feel invalueable...
until they retreated to the place where undesireable things go...
and I continue to write....

I didn't choose to be a writer,
writing chose me .....
at birth i was his writing wedded wife .... til death do us part...
now he's changing me...
as my pen hit puberty...he started to touch me...there ..and ..there
making me feel new things ... say new words,
then my melodic moans seduce writing
as he once seduced me...
so i give him more of me ..orgasmic combination
til every line on the page is filled... and i leave him in a peaceful slumber
I didn't choose to be a writer,
writing chose me...
now I can't stop the words from flowing,
my fingers from moving ... my brain from thinking,
I just give more ...
I give more of myself to people who don't appreciate me yet