tortured pen

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Distressing

my pen bleeds out never ending thoughts

i try to go about my day without feeling lost



i break away and fall to regret

but each time i take myself back

take this astray make me forget

these faded eyes now shattered black



i crawl to escape i tumble and fall

how deeply i hate knowing i was with you at all



i go about my day without you in my head

i can finally break away along with my pen that bled red




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i go about my day without you in my head
i can finally break away along with my pen that bled red

my favorite line from any of your poems, and i dont know why