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Once in college, I was having a poetic dilemma. I was stuck on and tired of writing rhyming poems. I was over the "roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet and bla bla bla." There was this belief that I had to rhyme. I told my roomate about this and as if she gave me permission I could not give myself, she said I didn't have to rhyme. And as simple as that, I quit rhyming.....on purpose. Sometimes I rhyme by accident.
I usually sit and start writing or type one up on Word. Free flowing. Whatever comes to mind. I've been writing for 15+ years and hope you can appreciate words the way I do. It's all I can do short of drawing what I want to say and gosh I have no talent there!
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