Pen Cry

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    Pen Cry

    Your my get away when life shove`s.
    Your my heart as no one see`s your love.
    You freely script unspoken emotion`s.
    Set up the field for this home run to continue flowing in one motion.
    No beer`s or chronic just cuz you`ll get jealous.
    Tied me and nearly chained me.
    Friends asked how are you loving this art deeply.
    I respond its not ever getting tired of hearing my suplication`s.
    The release has no other feel similar to this now infatuation.
    I ask you of a favor please cuz pride wont leave.
    Cure this disease cuz for you im on hands and knee`s.
    Shead what`s out of me in the form it came.
    Un shackle my let down and shame.
    From pride there`s not a thing to gain.
    So please let your ink rain.

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    Knwldge commented on Pen Cry

    12-22-2009

    yo i feel u kid, I cant see em comin down my eyes so i gotta let the pen cry

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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