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My heart was full of love
That was really infatuation
My head was full of poetry
That would have damaged my reputation
I wanted words to fall from my pen
Words that would inspire
Words that would make others laugh or cry
Or ignite a passionate fire
As I sit here now
Willing words to come at all
I wonder when I began to doubt
And make myself feel so small
I want to write my heart again
Most likely it will rhyme
I want my words To Be
Just to exist in my own time.
About the Creator
Callie Householder
I have been writing since I learned to write. I didn't believe anything I wrote was enough to share. However, I think now that even if only one person can hear me and feel they are not alone, that is enough.
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