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She never cared about the pain you inflicted when you tethered down her walls and ruined her. Because with pain comes art and with art, it eases the pain.
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Silence and Bass
Poetry[COMPLETED] The silence was too deafening so I wrote them in tattered torn pages with jagged lines. Poems I wrote even in my sleep. The ink in my pen profusely bleeding out words and stories from my past that shaped my present and makes me anticipa...
lxvi. Art
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She never cared about the pain you inflicted when you tethered down her walls and ruined her. Because with pain comes art and with art, it eases the pain.
