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Do not try to look for her
You won't find her near
She's hiding out, a recluse
From the fall of every tear

Her words, she has silenced
A vow, to never speak again
A lifeless, useless forgotten thing...
All that is left of her pen

All her life, she's been a victim
To the trickery of her mind
So she locks herself up, far away
Do not look, you will not find...

~THE FLOWING PEN~
5-17-07







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