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Staring at a blank page

It starts off staring at a blank page
Writers block has no meaning to me .
The pen that moves mountains
I'll let speak for me.

My words are rarely heard
So your eyes I must seek.
My heart speaks what my lips can't sound.


You say my words are not what you say
They say what you say you don't
These words say what you cover
With lies
Are what you manipulate others
To believe .

You may brake my facade of a smile
Maybe even my mind.
This brain.
But what I now say....

When all of your wishes are granted
All of your dreams will be destroyed


My dreams require no wishes
For my pen speaks for my heart
Of which you can not brake.
Written by Weak4hissmile (the.LittlestSP-EXPO)
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