#2 writing
(c) 18July2011
(c) 18July2011
I emptied my heart,
when it got too much.
I let myself save me,
With a pen, a paper and a poem.
Ah, my saving grace.
Where would I be without you?
when it got too much.
I let myself save me,
With a pen, a paper and a poem.
Ah, my saving grace.
Where would I be without you?
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