Rustling under the covers
In the guise of darkness
The pen & I
The paper burns
With a mind on fire
These twists & turns
Can never make us tire
Forced to bury the past
With relief and flee the town
Let the past not return
So what, is all time to be locked down ?
Will write our hearts out
Far beyond the paper's cry
Till the morning ink runs out
Just you & I
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