Pen to paper
A devil burns inside
Running in all directions
Begging for a sign
An idea
A belief
Anything
To finally free these deadly sins
Lurking inside
Teasing at the edge of consciousness
YOU ARE READING
Barely breathing
PuisiJust words that can't pass my lips but will go through my head until they fall onto paper. Every single one of these are my original pieces.
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Pen to paper
A devil burns inside
Running in all directions
Begging for a sign
An idea
A belief
Anything
To finally free these deadly sins
Lurking inside
Teasing at the edge of consciousness
