Instantaneous
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Sandra Feldman
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Writing emotions,
I cannot express myself well
In pathetic prose,
Flowery words get in the way
That's how it goes,
I need the moving drama
Of a loving, dying rose
To paint and move the panorama,
As emotion. mounts and grows.
And I'm not a Novel writer,
Too much time spent,
For this slow driver.
Emotionally,
It's instant,
What affects me,
Not time resistant,
Must come out,
Right away,
For in me,
Tranquilly,
It will not stay.
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