Writers Weep Words
Writers never weep through their eyes. They weep through the ink of their pens.
You'd find their teardrops in between the lines of their masterpiece. You'd find their scars behind the pages of the novel they wrote.
This is where I realize that writing differs not from crying; writing differs not from bleeding.
And so, I weep and bleed through my ink.
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He Who Cried Words
PoetryYou made my eyes cry but never of tears. You stabbed my chest but it never made me bleed. When you broke me apart, you just gave life to an art. When you broke my heart, you only fueled me to write. -E. Pleuvoir Cover made with canva
