Why I Write
…Emptiness tightens its shackles,
…
imprisoning me.
…
Jagged shrapnel,
piercing my heart,
…
my emotions trickle away,
yet hope refuses to flee.
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I write, to feel again.
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Something, anything.
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I write,
to be free.
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I write to feel again.
…
something, anything.
I write to be.
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
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