there’s no greater movement inside of me
than when their faces shine bright
from something I’ve created from nothing
the something may make me cry
make me fall into self-doubt
but there’s beauty from the pain
the beauty brings smiles onto people’s faces
the smiles give me a rushed feeling
the rushed feeling beckons me to write again
my words could never be read
could be hated by the world
but that’ll never stop me from writing
there’ll always be a new piece from me
there’ll always be words coming out of me
there’ll always be me, with a pen in my hand, writing
Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
Robin LeeAnn 
Reblogged this on Liz Leighton Writing Adventures and commented:
A great post from Robin Leeann with which I think all writers can identify.
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Wow.
Really liked it..And can relate with it.
Great writing.
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Thank you! I’m glad you liked it!
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Almost feels inspired by the quote from Rilke in Sunday’s’ chat. Reach inside and ask must I write and if the answer is yes I must then do all you can to make a life of writing. Beautiful ooem
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That’s a great quote!
& thank you!
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You are very welcome!
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