Just Thinking

The only voice I have sometimes is my pen. I can lyrically escape anywhere and feel every emotion through that pen. As soon as it touch the paper it overflows. If only my voice was as loud as that pen. I would leave an everlasting impression. I wouldn’t be invisible.

Written by : Kimberly Reynolds
07/08/2015 9:11 P.M.

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