Why I write
I write in this old composition notebook... pouring heart and mind into the pages
Letting the pen do the talking that I can't bring myself to say
Freeing the spirits trapped inside me, weighing me down
Releasing the burden others have put on me into the pages
If the pages could speak....
So many voices would be heard..
Some shouting in anger
Some simply questioning
The pages bleeding so that I don't have too
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