The Release
The pen elegantly strokes the paper,
Fearless, unlike the burning desire inside me,
Committed to the paper,
Pen rather than Pencil,
My problems are permenent.
Emotions explode like dynamite,
This letter is a preist,
And i am sent to repent,
Confessing all my sins,
Releasing all my skeletons...
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