this isn't how it was supposed to be

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writing is becoming a
thing i do
when i think of it
it is no longer a necessity
in my life
and maybe in time
writing will become a
thing i have to let go of
but that time is not now
because as i write this
i can hear Bukowski yelling from his
grave
"YOU CALL YOURSELF A WRITER?"

i don't want to let go of it
the thought of it almost
draws a tear
because when people ask me who i am
the word 'writer' has always been my answer

maybe ive been wrong from the beginning
and brooklyn mohr was never a writer
she only convinced herself she was
or maybe its like mount st helens
and everyone thinks it is dead
but one day
it will come bursting forth
and brooklyn mohr will never again doubt
who she is

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 02, 2017 ⏰

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