I see her sat,
Hunched over her work in prgress,
The passion oozing out of her fingers,
The musical flow of poetry,
Forming in her mind,
Her heart filling,
With the words,
As they scream to be realesed,
See the twinge,
Of determination,
To her stance,
As she concetrantes,
That she will make a masterpiece,
Will succeed,
Her dreams practically flowing,
All around,
But you see the twinge,
Turn, Change, Twist,
Determination to sadness,
When she creates,
Another mediocre poem.
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Okay my first shot at writing a third person poem about myself tell me if it worked please and be honest! can tell me it's shiz if you think it is! Dedicated to an amazing poet @_Mercury_ check out his poems. He is one of the best poets I've come across! xx
