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i just wrote it during one of those blanking moments in class you know when youre supposed to be doing work...yeah....
Submitted:Nov 20, 2006 Reads: 78 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
I grab the sheet of paper
And empty what I feel
I write down my pain
I write down my tears
I give away my weakness
I jot down all my fears
The paper is my freedom
It is my escape
The words are what help me
When I want to get away
Sometimes it makes sense
Sometimes only to me
Sometimes I write some words
That don’t have a meaning
Only to me and my pen
-monechi dto.
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