My pain drops like blood onto the page
angled words dominate the lines of my life
through their descriptive blackness, I become the dark
Some thoughts need to come out
My pain drops like blood onto the page
angled words dominate the lines of my life
through their descriptive blackness, I become the dark
Poignant prose Bree.
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A little bit dark right. Gesh.
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yes. 🤐
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And in darkness
There lies all light
Closed and trapped
With fists kept tight
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Oooooo, dang, I like this better than mine haha
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Ha ha. I am just the mirror 😊
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🖤✒️
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💜
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