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| | each pen mark ...| caffeine withdrawl, and writers block | He who claims .. | You pronounce your T | dreams are dreams | I am not shakespeare | So many boys.. | Is that my heart.. | |
| Is that my heart bleeding onto the page? I thought blood was red. But this is blue. Perhaps it's because this pain is so fresh so pure that the air cannot touch it and taint its hue. Straight from my veins through pencil to paper. Spilling the reality we never see. Did you even know your blood was blue? Stavs |