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The pen
There's a sorrow in this world I keep,
Hid behind a lock and key,
In my eyes it bursts at the seam,
No escape or breaths of relief
To calm this yearning whose killing me
Though, I found a way to let the ink of blackened hate,
To funnel down the tip of expression on this page
It's the only thing to keep the fears at bay and last me just another day.
poem
by
April Swan
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