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The only outlet to the over-taking pain is the gliding quill on stark paper...and when you are to used to stomping everything down and never letting go, sometimes it's easier to let the paper cry for you.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy - Words: 40 - Published: 10-13-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2960776
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The Blood of Words
Emotion claims the body.
Stubborn dignity holds seams together.
Tears come later, when the darkness shields weeping eyes.
A page rests on the table, drenched in the sun's approaching rays.
Ink stains it like blood.
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