warning!! depictions of sh
The beauty of colours smeared.
The emotions held in an
Alluring silence.
The lines and slashes placed haphazardly.
A rush of emotions bursting out
Into a messy, unsightly splatter.
The blade dragging heavily.
Blood and tears mixing into a symphony of hurt,
Yet no noise can be heard.
A Deafening silence,
Speaking for a thousand pains.
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Writing Collection
PuisiJust a bunch of extra poetry(?) and a few short stories here and there.
