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i decided to write a poem today

i decided to write a poem today
i decided to take my paper and pen
and write a poem, to write what is in my mind and heart
i decide to write a poem today
in hopes that someone will read it and love it
i decide to write a poem today
i had something to get off my chest
i decided to allow someone to enter my mind
i decided to let someone to know me deeper
i decided not to keep my heart and soul to my self
i decided to allow someone into the deepest part of my thoughts
i decide to write a poem today
i decided i wanted to allow someone to know
to know how i love God
i decided not to be ashamed of my love for Jesus
i decide to write a poem today
i deiced to write a poem for Jesus
i decided i had to much inside
and i need to let it out
i deiced that i can be myself today
i decided to not be afraid of the world
to allow negative comments to make me stronger
i decided to allow the thick snow to be my blanket
i decided to allow my fear to be my fuel
i decided to write a poem today
a poem for the world
a poem for my world


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