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feelings creep across this written page yes
a testament to a tormented soul
oh my Inkwell will never run dry 
as long as I can cry
filling itself with the blood tainted tears 
and the ashes of the bridges burned
I dip deep into my well 
a self-inflicted version of hell
loneliness 
I shouldn't be surprised at ending up alone 
love from the very first time has only left me 
with tears and broken hearted