When Life Hits the Paper
MyLife hits the paper
and stays there.
When MyProblems hit the paper
They stay there.
Never to be escalated
Never to be revisited
Never to overcome me
When MyTears hit the paper
They stay there.
Never to be seen
Never to be heard
Never to blind me
When MyAnger hits the paper
It stays there,
Never to be released
Never to be arised
Never to overthrow me
But when MyJoy, oh when MyJoy hits the paper
It shines through all of it
It erases them all
And starts a new beginning.
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