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Journal Turmoil pt. I: The Pinch of the Pen
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Extended Poetry Such a worn out book
Forced open every pinch of the pen
Every curse of the flowing mind
Every waking and sleeping day
Every little secret life to ride a whisper wave
Resting in a shelf
Maybe it should stay within the walls
Of those cardboard arms
Never ever, forever, today
In a worn out world of its own
Holding my life so safe and warm
Oh, empty page so vast, so dear
I cast my everythings and everyones
My everyways to you
