(Now What Do I Call This?)A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx
I do not have
the inspiration anymore. I have only globs of ink on my fingertips. It burns in my hands but I can't escape how I wanted to write love out. Will you help me? © 2013 xXxCynicalWarsxXx |
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Added on January 9, 2013 Last Updated on January 9, 2013 AuthorxXxCynicalWarsxXxAboutI am only the girl you see. My mind is caves and roads of red. My heart is generous and yes, Who am I without scars? I have my secrets. I have my songs I play and sing. Mostly, I have just my in.. more..Writing
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