Creativity
My best friend he helps me to feel so free
he sparks creativity in my eyes
my muse is he all others please just flee
if you don't my creativity dies
when my creativity is sparked hard
anything and everything comes out of
my head like lions and tigers in yards
my head starts to burn like a fire above
my passion fuels my work and heals my heart
the passion brings a new form of writing
the customers say hey wow she's smart
my work is so good that publishers fight
man this is so cool my mother is sane
it seems like i will be rich and have fame
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