Bleeding By Pen
I thought my broken edges would adjust with yours perfectly and aligned,
but you devastated them into pieces undefined.
I tried to gather them up but the shattered pieces pierced my hands in pain.
How strange is it that the wounds are somewhere else and I am bleeding by pen!
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