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Magic Pen
As I sir in the classroom,
Looking in the sky I feel love,
My pen becomes so weird,
Becomes so magic and I feel words.
A white blank paper looks hungry,
So hungry about words that flourish,
My teacher's mouth spit fire,
The fire that encourage me to write.
As I sleep over my heart feel this,
Feel the words I am about to write,
I take a pen and a paper,
Pen become so magic and relieved.
#WritcoPoemPrompt102
© Author Brian Makara
Looking in the sky I feel love,
My pen becomes so weird,
Becomes so magic and I feel words.
A white blank paper looks hungry,
So hungry about words that flourish,
My teacher's mouth spit fire,
The fire that encourage me to write.
As I sleep over my heart feel this,
Feel the words I am about to write,
I take a pen and a paper,
Pen become so magic and relieved.
#WritcoPoemPrompt102
© Author Brian Makara
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