What is poetry?


It is life and death

It is the good, bad, beauty, and ugly

It is nature, it is artifical

It is original, it is repetive

It is bliss, it is pain

It is love, it is hate

It is funny, it is boring

It is blood, guts, and tears

It is pen, it is paper

It is hell, it is heaven

It is fake, it is real

It is you, it is me

It is every little detail

That happens to fall

In between


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