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Pen to my paper, I write my thoughts and let them flow...
I have to put them on these sheets because if I dont only God knows...
I'm sometimes like a ticking time bomb ready to explode
I try to be as sincere like the touch of warm sand between toes...
Often when i write, i have to expose...
The secret events that go on in my life that leaves me feeling dry and cold...
Calling and texting my friends, we laugh, we joke, and I...
Sometimes lie and say that I'm happy but I kno if I...
Tell them that im sad or mad,
They will know that my situation is bad...
So I write with this pen in my notepad...
Not worrying who reads it becaue I've cried my cry...
These words on this paper helps me get by.
