She Writes - Beat Poetry/Spoken Word - * to be performed/read aloud *
She writes, she still writes.
She writes when the silence is deafeningly loud, when she has no words, no strength, no smile to show any crowd.
She still writes.
She writes when the barriers are in place, when she is the alien, is the individual, is the thinker, and losing an invisible race.
She still writes.
She writes about years gone by, about lustful love, about life, about countries far and wide, about passion intwined and the memory so vivid, she doesn't know why.
She still writes.
She writes about deep thought, about limitless advice, about contemplation, philosophy, a morality in innocent and guilty device.
She still writes.
She still writes when the ink colour is dull, when the pages turn backwards, when the chapters don't change, she still writes in darkness, in a lull.
She writes even though the memory of herself is fading, is attacked, is misconstrued, is conflicted - but it is a memory worth saving.
She still writes. She still writes to sting the surrender, she still writes to continue and endeavour, she still writes to win a battle, to be herself, her light, her rattle.
So, she still writes.
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