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Dec 2014
Pen

Spells out my emotion
Helps me get through all my sorrow
Makes me realize there's still tomorrow
Its a symbol of my soul.
The strength when Im down.
And the voice when I cant speak.

Paper
Knows my story
The confident I never had
Paper is patient.
It never judges.

Pens and papers are always there, always.
- PD
pam
Written by
pam  18/F/Norfolk
(18/F/Norfolk)   
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