Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My praises aren't just given, they are earned.
Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.
My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,
Only you can make yourself my friend.
So as I write, carving out my craft,
You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.
Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.
I don't want you to sound the alarm.
Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,
On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
