When smiles are aplenty,
Words always fail me.
I have a lot to thank you for,
O Poetry,
And a lot to apologize too.
You have shown fortitude
As I shed my depressions upon you,
Used you to bludgeon my frustrations,
And pounded you to free my repressions.
You stood by me
As I watched friends go away,
Dreams shatter, and
Life flow away in a stream's chatter.
I gave you no form,
No rhyme, No reason,
No colour,
No body -
And yet you embodied my soul.
Thank you, O Poetry.
You are my alter ego.
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