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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I write I write to conceal pain and heal my bruised heart As the tears roll down on my face and the last tears shed on my cheeks They fill the ink in my pen to see my smile in black and white I cannot begin to explain to you the rivers that flow to make the ink in my pen and see my smile When I cannot begin to understand the word love or compose a fake meaning for it nor can I write it down, When happiness lives in recluse and in exile someplace else When I am sucked out for life and cannot begin to compose false hope to give me enough courage to get up, When there is nothing that seems to invoke a fake smile in my face for my heart is a little stubborn, I write When my heart is a little heavy and the world rests on my shoulders When the conditions are merciless towards me and every day is a rainy day and there is no silver lining in the skies for a little sunshine When there is a raging storm and waves are turning in violent composure in the restless ocean When there seems to be no light on the way I write When I seem to forget that God cannot forsake me, that his presence is everywhere every time When my faith has failed me and I cannot revive it When my own spit is too heavy to swallow and I cannot control this feeling of utter weakness When I am lost for strength, and I don’t have a fuel pump I write I write to conceal pain and heal my bruised heart As the tears roll down on my face and the last tears shed on my cheeks They fill the ink in my pen to see my smile in black and white I cannot begin to explain to you the rivers that flow to make the ink in my pen and see my smile I write
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