Writing
Never comes easy
Like seeping blood
From the wounds
Won over time
From the wounds
Won over time
As if something
Clawing at the heart
Clawing at the heart
Bleeding it open
To fill the pen
Making the being
Restless as the unruly wind
That’s how it is
To illuminate the words
What did you just do there! Woah! This is so beautiful! I am just... struck! Your greatest piece so far! Incomparable!
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