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Because nothing ever ends in poetry It ends in blood and tears We make it poetry. It ends painfully Painstakingly. But we turn it into beautiful melodic words Turn it upside down, Spin it around, Wrap it beautifully While we sit in suffering. Hoping that our pretty little words Cover up scars and wounds Hopefully heals something we thought never would.
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 11:14 AM UTC
The Ending We Carve.
Because nothing ever ends in poetry It ends in blood and tears We make it poetry. It ends painfully Painstakingly. But we turn it into beautiful melodic words Turn it upside down, Spin it around, Wrap it beautifully While we sit in suffering. Hoping that our pretty little words Cover up scars and wounds Hopefully heals something we thought never would.
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 11:14 AM UTC
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