Your My Constant
Your my constant bright star in the rain, your the reason why I feel well understood.
There is nothing like being able to express myself using words and a pen or pencil your
my constant freedom. My loudest voice continues to be on paper and I wonder if this world
of mines could suddenly disappear but you would still be holding my hand no matter what.
Your my constant.
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