What Can I Write?

What Can I Write? short poem

What can I write,
I’m not really sure,
Shall I talk about hate,
Shall I talk about war.

Should I forget all that and write about love,
Of rolling hills and the wings of a dove,
It doesn’t matter because this poem’s done,
I’m sorry that I couldn’t make it more fun,
There’s always a next time, so wait and see,
The next one I write could be full of glee.

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I grew up on a council estate bordering the green fields of kent , so it was fishing in streams and glue sniffing skinheads, what a contrast. I,ve taken drugs and had mixed times both very bad and good and have done a huge variety of different jobs which all in all I think make my work interesting. I dont drink or take drugs anymore. Havent for 8 years. Its better but I regret nothing, it all adds to you person.Thanks for reading my work. Its very enjoyable to do and a bit secret !
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