Words AboundA Poem by ~Anita Sandlin~Ink to paper the words seem to flow,
never knowing the way a story will go. Words spill out of me like blood from a vein, soaking the paper with thoughts abound. © 2011 ~Anita Sandlin~ |
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1 Review Added on June 25, 2011 Last Updated on July 2, 2011 Author~Anita Sandlin~Prairie Grove, ARAboutI have been writing poetry for about 13 years now. Some of my work is pretty good while others still needs work. I know that I am my own worst critic, but that's how you get better at writing. Most of.. more..Writing
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