I find I do more writing on paper than on here
As of late it seems at least
Perhaps because I write in pen, which can not be erased or backspaced
Infatuated with lyrics, poems, thoughts
Emotions are universal
Each genre of music may have it's own unique sound, however when you read the lyrics they become one
Music just adds a flare so to speak
Words are all that matter
Don't have shit else to say
My emotions will stayed locked within
The only key lost throughout the perils of time
Cut me up, grind me down, put me in a line
With a straw I inhale, make me disappear
No longer willing to share myself with anyone
All for I, including the high
-Me Josh b
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