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Drunken Pen
Drunken pen, follow thy drunken finger Letting it bleed what it feels, for my heart It no longer feels, nor my eyes cry My tears are lost in the trees My mind so drunken confuse and scramble Hurt emotions fall with the rain My tongue stuck under a rock, for what can I say Drunken pen, follow thy drunken finger Letting it bleed what it feels, for my heart It no longer feels, nor my eyes cry My spirit is floating in the river My soul is trapped in dreams Hurt emotions fall with the rain Feet stuck in quicksand, for I can no longer walk Drunken pen, follow thy drunken finger Letting it bleed what it feels, for my heart It no longer feels, nor my eyes cry My tears and spirit are lost in the trees, and floating in the river My mind and soul are confuse,scramble and trapped in dreams Hurt emotions fall with the rain, I cry each and every day My tongue so sore, I no longer speak My feet so weak, I no longer walk Drunken pen, follow thy drunken finger Letting it bleed what it feels, for my heart No longer feels, what you want it to feel
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