Pen and Paper
All I need is a pen and paper to write my life and the things I deal with; everyday is like a chapter in a book you have to deal with it or over look it, all I need is a pen and paper to hide my pain and the people who caused it, all the sorrow and pain is something I no longer want to remain, the lies, the hate, the people that escaped from my life are no longer there and all the sorrow I try to bare by writing with my tears I had holding in all these years.
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