As she took her first step up the stairs, an inexplicable feeling took ahold of her.
     She wasn't sure what to call it, her chest felt tight but in a good way, her pulse was high. Her hands trembled, but was not sure as to why.
     Passion pulses through her veins and she felt the desire to write or draw for she felt she might burst if not.

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Look at that! A happy poem!!! First one in a while!! Lately I've been feeling a lot better with dash! School has been going good! And this week I'm on break!
     This poem I wrote as I was coming home, I had this strong pull, and I didn't know why, so I had to write it down to get it out of me before going to the barn :)

Special thanks to: Hotchocolaterush PaintBoxx InsaneGamerWolf jokesterjack77 for everything!

Sincerely,

                   ~RoaringRiver~