ZEPHYR
- LECTURES 55
- Votes 26
- Chapitres 6
En cours d'écriture6m
Dernière publication ven., juil. 21, 2017
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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