I write stories
Along with it's glories
And worries
Using my imaginational flurries

Weaving each word
That gave meaning to the occurred
Sheding light to the blurred
Expressing the hate and anger that was stirred

Whether it was you, me or anyone
There is always a story to be done
Making my work boring and fun
Nonetheless, I head on as if my pen is a gun

Genres I write may seem bad
Bad that I've used so much fad
But think of it, that someday you'll never say "i have", instead "I had"

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