My pen and I
When i feel lonely when i feel no earth or sky
In papers we live hiding like shadows
Fighting the tears in corners or lines.
In some way we keep on;
In some way will turn it on,
To relive the heart and take off the stone.
We will stay in war, between the lines,
Till I raise the pain and write the tears again,
My pen and I.
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