Like many your talent is your hobby
So in one piece I told you
I was a chef
Cause I mix ingredients
And serve up words
That leave you begging for the recipe
But flip the dime
Blink of an eye
My words are like a scalpel
Ready to cut you open
Cause your heart is faint
And you need some poetic surgery
Let me paint you a picture
My pen is the brush
By the time Im done
Youre standing in awe
Like in an art gallery
See...
My words are priceless
Cause their unique
So while your hobby is just one thing
Mine...
Is poetry...
What ever I want it to be <3
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