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Kristen Stewart’s talents don’t just lie in acting; the star has a penchant for poetry too, apparently. The Twilight actress has given Marie Claire permission to publish a poem that she wrote on a road trip last year whilst escaping the limelight following her affair with Rupert Sanders, and subsequent breakup with Robert Pattinson. It's quite something. “I like being able to hit on something, like, ‘There it is.’ I don’t want to sound so f*****g utterly pretentious … but after I write something, I go, ‘Holy f**k, that’s crazy,’” Stewart said of her poetry in the new interview.  “It’s the same thing with acting: If I do a good scene, I’m always like, ‘Whoa, that’s really dope.’” Modesty is obviously not her thing, though. The actress, who signed on to the first Twilight film when she was 17, told the magazine's reporter that her one regret is forgoing a college education, though she admits she thinks she's smart, but "definitely not book smart in that way." And when it comes to acting, the Camp X Ray star said she has no idea what she's doing, despite being one the world's highest-paid actresses, reportedly earning an annual $22 million at the end of June 2013, the magazine reported.  Before reading the poem titled My Heart Is a Wiffle Ball/Freedom Pole to her interviewer, she called it ''so embarrassing.'' Here it is, in all its glory: My Heart Is A Wiffle Ball/Freedom Pole I reared digital moonlight You read its clock, scrawled neon across that black Kismetly … ubiquitously crest fallen Thrown down to strafe your foothills …I’ll suck the bones pretty. Your nature perforated the abrasive organ pumps Spray painted everything known to man, Stream rushed through and all out into Something Whilst the crackling stare down sun snuck Through our windows boarded up He hit your flint face and it sparked. And I bellowed and you parked We reached Marfa. One honest day up on this freedom pole Devils not done digging He’s speaking in tongues all along the pan handle And this pining erosion is getting dust in My eyes And I’m drunk on your morsels And so I look down the line Your every twitch hand drum salute Salutes mine … Source
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