ZEPHYR
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She was constantly turning melancholy Into poetry Splattering the pain, that Coursed through her veins Onto pages of blank paper And watching, as her pain Wrote beautiful verses Turning pain into an art form Making people cry, at How something so ugly Could create something so beautiful She didn't write poetry Poetry wrote her.
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There was no escape from this sharp pain that I felt. No one understands me. I love you why don't you understand me. I'm hurting on the inside. I don't like this pain. Why did it have to be you, please someone just love me! ♫It hurts so much, please save me♫ Status: Complete ✔︎ By: Jenny (account owner) (Warning there are eating disorders in here so please beware and if you aren't comfortable with that then please don't read)

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