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My Pain Spilled Onto Pages [Poetry]

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#699 in Poetry Before my ink spilled, my pain was inside, now it's on the once white paper, that turned as black as my mind, my innocent self, became a shattered soul, and that shattered soul, was spilled ink on the paper.

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|Healing Heart|

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by StarryLight123

by StarryLight123

Eyes open,

But blinded by the pain,

Tears slip,

But it's silenced by the rain,

So pretty,

But they're a family of lies,

Hair curled,

Bows completely tied,

Foundation on,

Lipstick applied,

Here lies the girl,

Who took love with a price,

She's with another,

And so is he,

But no matter the distance,

They're meant to be.