Bleeding Pen
Bleeding Pen
My pen bleeds with passion
passion of ones heart
it bleeds my pain and my happiness
drips tears of sadness
my mind speaks through my hand
I may fade like writing in the sand
by my words are in stone
outlined by the blood of my passion
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