Poetry by PoetryGrrrl

Some days,
I open my mouth
to simply breathe
but instead,
poetry flows out of me
in torrential streams
enough to drown anyone
unlucky enough to be caught
at the wrong place
at the right time,
between me and my rhyme,
but hey,
on the bright side,
it’s always a nice day
for a swim.


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