I write what comes to me and tonight I am blessed
The words are flowing through my fingers, the feelings welling in my chest
Sometimes it's so much all at once, sometimes it's nothing and it comes for months
Maybe my mind finally takes a break and just lets loose what's bottled up
It never makes sense to me, I never know from where it comes
But when it does I set it free
It is after all, all I have that's truly me
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