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As time grows,

My smile fades.

My blood boils in anger,

But my expression the same.

Just a single piece,

Can be my true release.

The black ink bleeds,

Releasing  thoughts that haunt me,

Taunt me,

Try to pull me down.

Sorry,

I am stronger now.

You will defeat me,

Or so you think,

But the sorrow you bring,

Only encourages this bleeding ink.

Reviews

[Monster ^.^]

I was being pulled by some unknown energy telling me to read it till the end! I really felt the emotion run through the words. I felt guilt as if these are meant for me! I'm very amazed! Superbly written!

[Holly Mason]

enjoyed this writing is a better therapy then anything thank you for sharing