With this pen in this book
I shall write the words of my heart
Pushing them out, so as to not let them rip me apart,
And because I'm an artist this will be my healing,
Returning sensitivity, renewing my feeling,
From heart to pen
From pen to paper
From paper to mind to mouth to where I stand planted on this stage will be the place of my resurrection.
If you're listening lose all discretion,
Feel and you too shall find healing,
We are about to get real
Finding true restoring in the craft of our wording.
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