Pen & paper. I write. I write about how i feel. Happy, blue, mad, true.
I put down my thoughts and try to freeze them in the moment. But they pass by, just out of my reach, ever changing.
I spit out stories of fairies and princesses and fantasy. Then I go on to analyze pain, suffering, and the choices that people make. I write about romance, some hopes and dreams that just MIGHT one day come true.
I write with passion. A fire in my heart sets my pen upon the page and does the work for me. All I have to do is relax and lose myself in the words.Ah, true bliss...
I put down my thoughts and try to freeze them in the moment. But they pass by, just out of my reach, ever changing.
I spit out stories of fairies and princesses and fantasy. Then I go on to analyze pain, suffering, and the choices that people make. I write about romance, some hopes and dreams that just MIGHT one day come true.
I write with passion. A fire in my heart sets my pen upon the page and does the work for me. All I have to do is relax and lose myself in the words.Ah, true bliss...
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