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I could haemorrhage every verse that pains me. Lines that penetrate deeper than what is penned. Lying motionless on the wounds that never heal, confusion of what is my pain and written verse. I have hollow veins, nothing more to say, altercations of a heart and self. Looking beneath, I have scrawled a thousand pains but there is nothing is seen..
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Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 4:06 PM UTC
What Is Ink & Verses Of Hollow Veins
I could haemorrhage every verse that pains me. Lines that penetrate deeper than what is penned. Lying motionless on the wounds that never heal, confusion of what is my pain and written verse. I have hollow veins, nothing more to say, altercations of a heart and self. Looking beneath, I have scrawled a thousand pains but there is nothing is seen..
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Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 4:06 PM UTC
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