My pen-
like a car without its key
the key that holds the power
I wait anxious and ready to see the next adventure
Maybe we will go to Florida
Or to visit a friend near by
Waiting for my key to come unlock me
Unlock me from my frozen prison
The ideas and thoughts waiting to escape
To leave a trail on the map
Like a car, nothing without my key.
the key that holds the power
I wait anxious and ready to see the next adventure
Maybe we will go to Florida
Or to visit a friend near by
Waiting for my key to come unlock me
Unlock me from my frozen prison
The ideas and thoughts waiting to escape
To leave a trail on the map
Like a car, nothing without my key.
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