Thursday, January 4, 2018

Writing

Here I sit
Pen in hand
Hopping people wiil understand
The words I put upon this page

My heart is full
My soul cries out
I write these words
To let it out

Here I sit
Pen in hand
Hopping people wiil understand

The words I put upon this page
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