The paper sits as it awaits my pen
Waiting for me to tell what has been
A blank page for me to fill out at the end of the day
Always wondering what I have next to say
Forever my secrets told to them
The ones we always write to in vain
Telling all about our happiness, hopes, and pains
To be read by no one but you
My dearest friends I wish I knew
Dear Stranger, thanks for listening
You let me talk without spilling
Spilling all my secrets never spoken
Never a promise made then broken
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