My soul longs,
For that which it cannot have,
For an eternal well of ideas,
Of never ending inspiration.
My heart yearns,
To write,
To overcome fear,
And face a thousand words.
My mind wants,
To dance to a character's tune,
To be a true creator,
Of places that'll hum with live.
I want to be, I will be,
I hope to be,
A writer,
Through and through.
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Writings Of An African Girl
Poetry•ᑭOᗴTᖇY• A collection of poems I write in my spare time. It's supposed to make you happy. Or sad. ❗Read at your own expense.
