I Heard Words
who understands me more than a ballpoint pen and a hundred pages?
pages so hungry and willing and greedy
pulling my thoughts by its hair
the pages whisper
but they dont whisper my thoughts
they whisper my name
they say "hey...write within me your feelings."
cant even shower good for hearing you callin my name, yearning for how im feeling.
it does you all the good.
these words are your daily meal
youre fat as a tick, you over eat.
detoxifying my being while nourishing the body of my pages
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