Thank You, Thank You, Thank You

Thanks for taking time to read
The stories which reside in me
Poetry provides a stage
Where fact and fiction dance and play
Light is gorgeous
Darkness, too
As are color’s vivid hues
I often write in scarlet red
To exorcise thoughts in my head
I feel exposed but still I share
Craft my phrases with great care
Sometimes the words are birthed in tears
Unveiling, hurting, rousing fear
Coughed up razors make me bleed
But once released, I feel so free

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