Friday, February 26, 2010

My Beloved Blank Pages

Oh how I miss my blank pages
And the story my mind creates
Out of scratch

Where I can escape
To any places I wanna go
Become any one
I wanna be

I just want more...
To feel all scenes intertwine
inside my brain cells
Down to my fingers
Up to the blank pages
That I miss so much...
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