La Vie Est Bleue ➸ Poetry

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"and a girl who writes," they said, "is one dangerous siren, pal.
for she can lure you in with her bleeding words,
and capture your heart and soul,
and if you leave her unwanted, unloved,
she'll die a thousand deaths
as she bleeds more agony through her pen
and her lips and fingertips
and her words will let you go insane."