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WHITE PAPER WITH BLUE LINES ONE RED GOING DOWN THE LEFT HAND SIDE A MICRO BALL BIC ALL THE THINGS I NEED TO GET HIGH WROTE A FEW PIECES SO DEEP IT MADE TEARS FALL DOWN MY EYES OH I'M SO HIGH THE SMELL OF INK GOT ME FEELING RIGHT IF I DIE TONIGHT I SWEAR I CAN LIVE THRU MY WORDS AND COME BACK ON THE 3RD DAY LIKE JESUS TRYING TO WRITE SHIT TO PUT READERS MIND IN A DAZE AS MY EMOTIONS RUN WILD LIKE SOME EXSCAPE SLAVES IN THE SOUTH BACK IN THE DAYS SO MUCH PAIN BUT I'M SO RELAX WHILE MY PEN WORKS AS A OUTLET AND I WATCH MY INK AND THOUGHTS HAVE SLOW SEX AND I'M TURNED ON AS EACH LINE CUM AS MY FEELING COME HARDER AND FASTER GOT THIS SHIT MASTERED WRITER BLOCK A THING OF THE PAST

  hotgurle619:

I LOVE THE WRAPPER THAT IT CAME THAS HOW I KNEW IT WAS SPECIAL AND NOW ITS TIME TO TEST IT AND SEE WHAT IT CAN DO AND I WILL NEVER LET THE PEN BLEED JUST LEAVE IT UP TO ME LET MA THOUGHTS WONDEER THEN YONDER ON MA PAPER GOT ME FEELIN ALL EMOTIONS LIKE IT BECAME APART OF ME US AS WE AND TOGETHER WE MAKE HISTORY I JUST WROTE MA FIRST BOOK AND IN 2 DAYS IT BECAME A NOVEL I THINK THIS PEN IS IN MA BRAIN TAKIN TOUGHTS IT FEELS MA PAIN TAKIN CONTROL OF MA HAND WANNA MAKE A BETTA PLAN WHILE I SIT HERE AND THINK IT HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN AND WHEN I WRITE ALL MA THOUGHTS DOWN THEY SOME HOW BECOME LIFE FEEL LIKE IM DAYDREAMIN BUT THIS FEELIN IS SO REAL SO NOW I WANNA BE ALONE SO I CAN GET IT ALL OUT WRITE DOWN THESE EMOTIONS THAT JUS CAME ABOUT

  SLICK50:

MY PAPERMATE HOLD WEIGHT SO WHEN I CAN'T HANDLE IT I LET IT TAKE THE STRESS AWAY IT CAN TAKE THINGS I CAN'T NO MATTER HOW MAD I AM SO I KEEP A FEW IN EVERY COLORS LIKE A GAY FLAG BUT NINE TIMES OUT OF TEN MY INK BLACK LIKE A STARLESS SKY BUT WHAT I WRITE SHINE BRIGHT IN DARK MINDS OF THE DEATH DUMB AND BLIND AND I EVEN ADD A FUCK YOU SO THEY CAN HEAR MINE IN THE LOUDEST CROWD EVEN IN PUBLIC PLACES I SOME TIME USE A SHARPIE TO WRITE OUT LOUD ON WALLS NO SHAME PRICELESS GHETTO ART LIKE TAGS ON NY TRAINS

  hotgurle619:

AND THE INK IT JUST NEVER RUNS OUT IT KEEPS FLOWIN LIKE A RIVER ITS ALLERIGC TO DROUGHT SO IF IT WAS EVER TO DRY OUT I DONT KNO WHERE ALL MA THOUGHTS WOULD GO MA MIND A PROLLY WANNA EXPLODE BECAUSE EVEREYTHING I WANNA SAY WOULD LOOK BETTER ON PAPER IN BLACK AND WHITE IT ALWAYS SEEMS TO MAKE A BETTER STATEMENT ON WHAT I THINK LIKE IT CAPTURES MA BEST MOMENTS AT ALL THE PERFECT TIMES GIVES ME WHAT I NEED TO WRITE ALL THE PERFECT RHYMES AND WHEN IM DOWN IT HELPS GET BACK UP MAN IM STARTIN TO FALL IN LOVE WIT MA MICRO BALL BIC THE BEST THING I EVER HAD SINCE BARBIE AND KEN MAN I SWEAR THIS IS MA FAVORITE PEN AND IM LOVIN THE POWER ITS GIVIN ME TO WRITE FROM WITHIN GOT ME TELLIN ALL MA INNER SECRETS ......BUT WAIT IM STARTIN TO THINK IS IT THE PEN OR... ME

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ALWAYS WRITE POETRY WITH YOUR HEART NEVER YOUR PEN