How it started

I do it to let out my emotions
I was broken and lost
I wrote words on a tear stained page
They had a hidden meaning
They told of the hurt I had been through
It was my way to cope
to express my self
Poetry is a way I use to heal
a way I once used to ensure survival
Poetry has made me who I am
I am stronger
I am wiser
Because I became a poet

This poem is about: 
Me

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