Strength In A PenA Poem by ZhavyThis was one of the first things I wrote when I started in Grade 12Sitting here smoking weed Call this drug induced poetry All my life been trying to get the pretty girl to notice me Though I’ve been on my knees Pleading woe is me Hasn’t done anything to put my soul at peace With the pen as my golden fleece I have the might of Hercules And I tear my demons piece by piece With every diss To my lost family Rest In Peace To my enemies, Rest In Piss For all the times I reminisce All the pain you brought to me © 2018 ZhavyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorZhavyRichmond Hill, Ontario, CanadaAboutYou can try and take away my voice but you can never take away my pen. I tattoo life onto paper injecting my aspirations and emotions. “I’ve never seen someone come to the point of sel.. more..Writing
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