i pick up my pen
To spill the ink
To form few words
But I fail
All over again
I spill the ink
On pages left blank
To express the hidden
Feelings I posses
But yet again I fail
To reduce the contaminating plight
And that hollow feeling
To spill the ink
To form few words
But I fail
All over again
I spill the ink
On pages left blank
To express the hidden
Feelings I posses
But yet again I fail
To reduce the contaminating plight
And that hollow feeling
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