You need to express something.
You like the power of words.
You don't speak your piece/peace you write it.
Seeking inner revelation
Finding another side of you
You seek aproval for something done well
What makes. Your pen move ?.
Playing peekaboo with your Id
.
All the above and more......
Purging...urging the demons to speak. To leave... to stay
Coaxing the lid from the casket and hoping the count is on leave or
Of building habitats for humanity.
Vanity.
Whatever daahlings. Let.it be.
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 3:53 PM UTC
You need to express something.
You like the power of words.
You don't speak your piece/peace you write it.
Seeking inner revelation
Finding another side of you
You seek aproval for something done well
What makes. Your pen move ?.
Playing peekaboo with your Id
.
All the above and more......
Purging...urging the demons to speak. To leave... to stay
Coaxing the lid from the casket and hoping the count is on leave or
Of building habitats for humanity.
Vanity.
Whatever daahlings. Let.it be.
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