Bring Me a Pen
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Bring Me a Pen
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My eyes are painting the world
With the colors of my soul
Don’t be afraid of me
A fear that you know exist
Problems comes when
My words can’t say what I wanted mean
So, please, just bring me a pen
To I write the things I understand
My mind is going to search
The limits of my universe
So, just then bring me a pen
To I write the things I understand
Peaces of glass are broking on the ground
So down, on echoes of laugh, dissipated cuss
There is not in my side
So bye, I see you another time
I’m hearing screams
In the deepness of my soul
Maybe I’m just dreaming
Haven’t I thought enough?
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