The Flow of My Pen
As I write a verse or lyric
I think of what comes to my mind
Never trying to think to quick
Even though the meaning is blind.
Sometimes I write what I'm feeling
Making the words come easier.
It then makes sense, all the wording
that makes the verse that much softer.
Watching myself write all these words
I see a beauty in the flow
of a small pen moving forwards
with a passion not going slow.
I love the feeling of it all
excitment, freedom. and calmness
that is as queit as nigtfall
Transformig to a small boldness.
I know I am writing good lines
When I see the flow of my pen
Move in a way that I dream of.
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