Maybe I still love ink? or I am a medium whore.
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Some day's I go straight for the word doc
Some days it's got to be in pencil
Other days I want it all in pen
blue, ball point, no black, roller ball
Some days it's the word doc in Garamond
Some days it's the journal page in black pen
Once it was notebook paper in aqua roller ball
number three pencil on a church bulletin
So there you are, holding your breath
Each medium questioning my silence,
but never my faithfulness
When really I was always getting my soul out somewhere
And now I re-collect it,
from each of you and show it to the world
Because if it's public, it's not slutty
--it's a career move.
Some days it's got to be in pencil
Other days I want it all in pen
blue, ball point, no black, roller ball
Some days it's the word doc in Garamond
Some days it's the journal page in black pen
Once it was notebook paper in aqua roller ball
number three pencil on a church bulletin
So there you are, holding your breath
Each medium questioning my silence,
but never my faithfulness
When really I was always getting my soul out somewhere
And now I re-collect it,
from each of you and show it to the world
Because if it's public, it's not slutty
--it's a career move.
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