If only I could write the words
that would change your life
as you sit with a blank page
and a sharpened knife.
Perhaps some odd construct
could put a meaning to it all
and brace your soul
for its eternal fall.
#tbt
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If only I could write the words
that would change your life
as you sit with a blank page
and a sharpened knife.
Perhaps some odd construct
could put a meaning to it all
and brace your soul
for its eternal fall.
Autumn Siders 