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My pen bleeds across the journal
Revealing all I’ve hidden within my heart
Things no one’s supposed to know
Clandestine feelings that were never to part
Everything had been safely concealed
Tucked away in chagrin
As the pen pours onto the pages
Sketching the skeletons within
As point meets page hemorrhaging
I’m unable to stop
My spirit from singing its story
Or heart depleting every drop
With each throb and beat of my heart
My loquacious implement overflows
Serving as a form of release
Of the emotional dam before it blows
Each leaf revealing more
As the ink begins to soak
Things that have never been given voice
Eloquently articulated with each stroke
Unaware of the need for an outlet
Core no longer able to contain or hold
The pen refusing to be silenced
Conspiring with my soul
Why does my pen betray me
Sharing secrets meant to be kept
Every mark divulging
Until nothing is left…
This why you're so good at word games, vocabulary!!!
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