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Tags for the Poetess

Label-love in art form
we call this poetry

Label we ourselves
as though words
must grow on trees

My labels change
With new self knowing

I harvest my own
words worth growing

So far I think myself
a painful gain

My words keep falling
With the constant rain

I once spoke of glowing
Sunrise, sunset, color rainbows

A bright and hopeful writer
that was me

My joy still peaks out into view
Yet still a sadder me for you

 I wear bright war paint
That's as cheery as I seem to get
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