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One Page, One Pen, a Purturbed Heart
One word... two words... seven... fifteen
Everything else gradually withers
The lights grow dimmer... darker
And in the blink of an eye
A hurricane surrounds me
Lost in wind, rain, and utter chaos
Set free by a pen and piece of notebook paper
Only until the ink runs out
Only until the page is covered
In my unexpurgated heart...
Everything else gradually withers
The lights grow dimmer... darker
And in the blink of an eye
A hurricane surrounds me
Lost in wind, rain, and utter chaos
Set free by a pen and piece of notebook paper
Only until the ink runs out
Only until the page is covered
In my unexpurgated heart...
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