

A Poetic Tragedy.A Poetic TragedyA Poetic Tragedy.
The ink bled her feelings right onto the page But once dried - showed nothing for her inner rage. She only ever wrote her words about him But writing of the pain he caused was growing thin. She wanted so much more than just words in her book To prove that he really didn't give a fuck. It was only when, she picked up the pen She knew she could encounter those feelings again. Violent and viscious she stuck the nib in her eye Blinded by familiar tears he made her cry. The pen then went to the back of her throat Wretching.Gagging. Far bett
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