Words Come And Go Words come and go
Like an ebb and flow
Creating havoc in my mind
A stanza, a verse
I swear I've been cursed
So why do I waste my time
For these forsaken rhymes
None worth a dime
As this pen still happens to flow
I wish my mind was clear
My heart would disappear
Maybe it will but who knows
~THE FLOWING PEN~
8-9-04
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