Lamentations Of My Pen

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I've always been here
Always here for you
In countless times
Not that I was counting

Days of your happinies
When the sun lets you make hay
When the moon shows you the way
When the stars were waiting for you at the bay
I watched them all

Days of your nights
Nights full of thoughts
Thoughts dark and bright
Thoughts of vegeance
Words of violence
Words that tear the pieces
I took it all

Days of your confusion
Moments of your frustration
Hours of your devastation
I understood them all 
And guided you through them all

Sometimes I watch you and wonder
Days when my strenght shall wonder
Who will be there for you
To receive your punches
To wash your emotions
And dry your tears

My pen laments

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