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They Call Me a Writer

October 5, 2013
By micshea99 PLATINUM, Matthews, North Carolina
micshea99 PLATINUM, Matthews, North Carolina
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Every morning sunrise
I leap out of bed
Open my eyes
To the new things ahead

My imagination is craving
My pencil shivers
knowing it's amazing,
What it's about to deliver

All is now hushed
Neither a pitter nor patter
Then comes a a rush
And nothing else matters

With my own special skill
I create something new
In my head, it's real
Every detail thought through

I've drained my mind, it's now much lighter
I have many jobs but they call me

A writer



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