RELEASE.
Writing is my getaway,
Whenever I have a bad day.
Pen to page all day long,
To bleed it out and make me strong.
Rising to the top.
Just keep going; never stop.
Excited, sad,
Happy, mad;
All the feelings
That I'm dealing.
Notebooks, napkins,
All a part of my life.
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