IndulgeA Poem by justjenn_2uWhen is it time to give up the “habit” What is the reason Why hang up one’s only thread of comfort I’m not in season Because I know my true comfort level I wear no disguise If my words are s**t then find a shovel Don’t buy into lies Before you ask yourself just who you are Perhaps take a pause Accept it, if you can live with your scar Addiction, a cause Therefore, why not comfort your truthful soul Do you know your fate I am the dancer who left the greed pole Approval, too late I will live by pen and my addiction A simple pen bought To convey inherited condition So much wisdom my spirit has been taught © 2014 justjenn_2uFeatured Review
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16 Reviews Added on February 18, 2013 Last Updated on January 12, 2014 Authorjustjenn_2uVAAboutI write from my heart. I follow my instinct. I live impulsively. I never feel like my feet are firmly grounded as I am a free spirit. I am a very intuitive person, sometimes to the point it hurts .. more..Writing
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