The Line
It's my pen that writes my pain
The scribe thats draws my vain.
It's my pen that fills my sheet,
The ink that paints my feels.
It's my pen that scribbles my void,
And yells...
The scribe thats draws my vain.
It's my pen that fills my sheet,
The ink that paints my feels.
It's my pen that scribbles my void,
And yells...