Within

I am just writing 

my pen, moving on its own

I can't even read the words

as my pen flys across the paper

 

Whatever I feel 

Whatever I think 

I write it all down

I write down my dreams

 

I don't even think

I do too much of that anyway

I let my mind rest 

The words flowing from within

 

And as my pen flys across the paper I write down my dreams the words flowing from within.

 

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