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I Express Myself Through Writing

What wound is my soul?
My eyes cry silently
Searching endlessly for him
Everywhere
In everything
And my world is an abyss without him
I am twisted and she is too small to see what my eyes know.
A slab of steel
And I miss him as he sleeps.
Don鈥檛
Trust
Anyone.
He painted red over my pink.
I am the darkness
That keeps her numb.
What wound is my heart?
He is gone...
wackidywack22-25
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