I've always felt so misunderstood
At least the pen understands me
When I needed a friend the Pen
Befriended me
We've spent so many nights together
Traveling around in my wandering mind
Most times I didn't know the destination
But with a pen in my hand
I feel I can go anywhere
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Victim Of the Pen
PoetrySometimes I'm the victim of the pen , sometimes it's those that cross me and get on my bad side there's also times when I do this for fun to test my creativity out I hope you enjoy
