My Pen

September 27, 2012
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My pen is the key, the way
Watch it move along the paper
To reveal what I felt today
Something that is much deeper

My pen now dancing in a rhythm
Picks up pace when my mind is set
This disease has its symptom
And I have been caught in its net

My pen becomes violent quickly
As I work harder for your understanding
The words drawn out is a bit prickly
My emotions seem to be expanding

My pen slows and comes to a stop
Masterpiece finished for you to read
Look fast and start from the top
Know of my pen’s nasty deed

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