Writing about WritingA Poem by Jstmdsthe title says it
The illusion of a power
sitting down for many hours putting my whole mind to paper putting all these lines to shape but look at the world on the day after not more peace, not more joy, not more laughter still it creates this sphere of calm this sphere of arms around my mind hugging my thoughts so warm and tight just by pouring them on white just by giving them a meaning saving my head from it's own beating
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