Leaking Pen

(Wellington, New Zealand)

Biography of Leaking Pen

Words music to my ears
Music beat of my heart
Don't ask me to choose
They forge the same coin
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I am a cloud, a gentle rain that been
in Wellington, Zahle, Minneapolis and Sydney
My Heart dwells in Paris and love of Poetry
I am Paul, I am Boulous, I am Pablo, but most of all I am human at heart, I celebrate your life into mine, we are one and the same, lead me to your truth, I share mine with you openly.

(Leaking Pen) Paul
Boulous Marcha my print on this Earth.

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L.O.V.E.

The past anchored my wobbly feet
I met sorrow, pain, anger and defeat
Eyes of a child through divorce
From life's binding first course
Hands that rocked me to sleep
Her tears; Her heart could not keep
My Mom's sorrow from loving me
And raising alone a Holy See
Days fled into the arms of night

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