#inkafterdark96

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i am the poet you are the poem i am the pen you are the paper

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i don’t need you to fix my problem for me. i will fix it myself. right now, i just want you to hug me.

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it's been about a year. today, i found your scent again. this time, it's comforting.

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I haven't been writing even though I really want to.

I lost my hand.  I lost my expression.  And that’s okay.  It’ll come back.  I’ll come back.  I’ll be back writing.  And I hope it’s no longer depressing. 

-- inkafterdark96

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i want to give up.

i don't want to look strong anymore. for once, let me cry. for once, i need a warm hug. for once, can someone listen to me (even though I'll feel guilty). for once, can someone tell me it's going to be okay. because life is a never ending test. at least, give me a break.

--inkafterdark96

[inkafterdark96]

her: A million years is really long don't you think? her: Do you think stars cry? her: Even if they do, they still shine bright in the darkest nights.

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i miss my old hair.

this also means i miss the old me.

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who would’ve thought my hand had its own mind when mine thought i’m over you, but my hand kept writing about you.