Painting my Heart

I used to write poetry
A few lines a day
My mind always racing
With so much to say

I struggled with moods
They always seemed low
So I started a dosage
My doctor said so

My life changed for good
I could smile once again
But my words dried up
With the sun after rain

I discovered new worlds
A brush and some art
The painting began
I colored my heart

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