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my pen, my heart

 

I'm trying to cope,
the only way that I know.
I put the pen to the paper,
and let the words flow.
I fill up this paper,
as I pour my heart out.
Writing the words I cant speak,
but I want to shout!
Revealing my thoughts ,
line by line.
Showing my true colors
I only find peace, during this time.
I put it all out there
I share my sorrow
my joy and my pain
my quest for a better tomorrow.
I write all theses things,
these words you will never see.
This pen tells my story,
these words are who I am,

they are me!

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