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Oh look another piece of paper
How will I use to express,
to express how I feel?
How will it end this time?
Will it all rhyme?
No matter what you do,
paper will be there for you.

For the pain, anger, rain…
the pen is the only enemy
paper ever had

Thanks to you
Paper suffers
you write to help yourself
Selfishly, you watch as the ink leaves the pen
the paper cries in horror

The pains you cause
are you thankful?
Thankful that,
that it will be there,
and let you express how you feel?
Paper has seen it all;
it knows your soul,
no matter who you are.