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Created on: November 10, 2009 Last Updated: November 04, 2010
I hope you know I'm not writing because of you,
Or for you
I said before that my writing sucks,
But that wasn't the truth
I had forgotten that I don't write because of anyone,
Including you
I write because of me,
This is meant for my eyes to see
It doesn't matter what anybody thinks
As long as it matters to me,
Then, I'm happy
Writing is a scared link,
Between me and my imagination, feelings, thoughts, and pen or pencil
You or anyone else may not consider me a writer,
Well, that doesn't matter
What matters is what I think.
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