Pen My Heart

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They are more than just words on paper
They are the words....my words
Secret words of my inner heart
Secret words of my tongue, words I fear to speak
Secret silenced words, floating about with air
They are more than just words on paper
They are the words....my words
When stormy days kill my light, I write
When clouds linger over my head, I write
When I am swallowed by the prodigious universe, I write
When I am face to face, head to head, fist to fist with my self conscious, I write
They are more than just words on paper
They are the words....my words
Bewildered on how and why the pen became my weapon to life's deficient path,
Bewildered at my paramount weapon
Bewildered as it is more effective than guns, knives, machete...........
Bewildered at how my life is made whole with the pen
Bewildered that it all works together for good for me
They are more than just words on paper
They are the words....my words
A predominant destiny, but my words
A judgmental past, but my words
A foreseen truth, but my words
A forbid able thought, but my words
A lacking maturity, but my words
A prejudice tale but words, my heart , my poetry.

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