It has been sometime,
Since my pen has hit paper.
Since my words were expressed,
By voices unwritten.
It has been an exodus void,
For my heart...
Has made its collision.
Pain rips through me,
When my words are written.
To the page.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
It has been sometime,
Since my pen has hit paper.
Since my words were expressed,
By voices unwritten.
It has been an exodus void,
For my heart...
Has made its collision.
Pain rips through me,
When my words are written.
To the page.
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