For the love of god, write.
Write.
Write like all hell.
Write as if your heart is on
Fire, and the only way to quell it is to
Shoot
The
Flames
from your fingertips.
Your nerve-bitten nails &
****** ripped skin strips,
The papercut pains,
Have all been for this,
You
have
been
trained.
No sweeter burn,
No better hurt.
Write, **** you.
Write.
Nobody knows your story
As perfectly as you.
Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 5:11 AM UTC
For the love of god, write.
Write.
Write like all hell.
Write as if your heart is on
Fire, and the only way to quell it is to
Shoot
The
Flames
from your fingertips.
Your nerve-bitten nails &
****** ripped skin strips,
The papercut pains,
Have all been for this,
You
have
been
trained.
No sweeter burn,
No better hurt.
Write, **** you.
Write.
Nobody knows your story
As perfectly as you.
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