"When my scarred hand fails to capture your beauty with my pencil,
do you think I'm a flawed artist?"
a messy poetry collection-
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Pain has a cruel physical form. The way it seizes my heart out of the blue, It makes me realize how deep it lacerates, And so silently too.
Has it got an arm, frighteningly long? How else could it reach so deep into my heart? I know it must- my heart feels like it'll burst; The pain is so intense, surely it's cursed?
My heart lay in its bloody palms, throbbing. And to think, pain has yet to tighten its hold.