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I thought I knew He said it was too boring for him. So I didn’t write for a period of time Maybe that's where I lost a piece of myself Then I had a cause That cause became even more ill My cause was slowly dying Now, so was I I had to keep searching for someone to write for. I looked in dark and unfamiliar places Getting myself hurt and traumatized in the process. I had given up I was done writing Until one day I bumped into a new “who” What made him my favorite was that within him He had so many other things I could write for He kept me writing Made me stronger Wiser A better writer Some of the things I write for hurt me Maybe that's why I write about them Maybe i’m writing for healing Or maybe i’m still just as lost as I was That would mean i’m writing to find something Possibly myself?
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 5:23 PM UTC
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I thought I knew He said it was too boring for him. So I didn’t write for a period of time Maybe that's where I lost a piece of myself Then I had a cause That cause became even more ill My cause was slowly dying Now, so was I I had to keep searching for someone to write for. I looked in dark and unfamiliar places Getting myself hurt and traumatized in the process. I had given up I was done writing Until one day I bumped into a new “who” What made him my favorite was that within him He had so many other things I could write for He kept me writing Made me stronger Wiser A better writer Some of the things I write for hurt me Maybe that's why I write about them Maybe i’m writing for healing Or maybe i’m still just as lost as I was That would mean i’m writing to find something Possibly myself?
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 5:23 PM UTC
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