Allow me to bring you to a time...
Before I laid a single rhyme
To the day before my words explored
To when my pen sat there ignored
Years passed by, then many more
Words were written, then many more
Out of my soul the words now pour...
And yes, they will forever more
Keep a pencil handy, or maybe just a pen
You may need to write something every now and then
Or you might tear the page apart...
To write it once again
Endless rain falls within each brand new page
From songs of peacefulness, to other songs of rage
And when is finished yet another page...
The words seek out an empty sheet to claim a brand new stage
I have dreams that trickle down upon each empty sheet
Dreams that encircle my head, my middle, and my feet
I have an inspiration as easy as it seems
It is a fire you also have
It is just inside your dreams
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