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Feb 2020
i was told how to pick up a pen and write
i was to scribble in certain ways to make a symbol
they said it would ground me
it would connect me
what am i supposed to connect to in the first place
they showed me how deep
how deep it could be once i picked up the pen
i could write whatever
no pain
just give it to the paper
a paper doesnt feel
it cant cry
scream
laugh
comprehend
die
it just cant
it cant
so why would i not give it my pains
i could be free

but a pencil cant be free without its paper
thats as far as i will get
I spewed this nonsense out in just a few minutes, while I feel like I've been staying up late for hours, yet it's only 10 p.m
Ash C
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