Eternal Poetry (Rap)

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You must have thought why I always write like this

Gloomy, dark and depressing, anxious and stressing

Well that's how I use poetry now, when the darkness is pressing

I just let the dark out on paper and then my mind's resting

Cause you know having such thoughts is testing

So if I apologize if whatever you read here was ever distressing

Don't worry about it, its part of my destressing

This is how life goes, you fall you get back up and keep trudging

But my focus is blurring and smudging

So I'll end this one here, before the rhymes become more grudging.