This dull pencil has filled me with lead and weighed down my soul
This canvas is blank
Save for the bruised marks of an angry quill
I shake as hard as I can
But the pen has fallen to the might of frustration
I am but a broken type writer
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 12:10 AM UTC
This dull pencil has filled me with lead and weighed down my soul
This canvas is blank
Save for the bruised marks of an angry quill
I shake as hard as I can
But the pen has fallen to the might of frustration
I am but a broken type writer
