She chooses what to write with carefully. She goes through her pencils, then markers, then pens. She spots it, a black gel pen. Black for how empty she feels. Black for how sorry she is. Black for all the pain she feels. Black for all the pain she thinks she caused. She writes with black to she see no more color in this world. When she is done she puts down the black and picks up silver. It's like a magic trick though because she writes with silver but it comes out red. When she is done all she sees again is black.
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Horrible poems
PuisiThis is how express myself. I hope you enjoy. Warning some of these can be depressing.
