Mine
warm soft a mini world of knowledge
its all about me my world if you please
when im all alone it holds my reflections
my upmost inner thought
there is nothing my diary doesnt know
cruel crazy world it needs to be wrote down
share my soul without making a sound
cry, argue, do whatever i please its all a written word that noone shall see
no one shall know my thoughts without my permission
my journal a key to my soul where darkness and light both take their submission
if i must leave i know one things for sure me and my diary will be together
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