Make love to
pages, paint them with words.
Don’t fuck them hard, destroy them,
forever tainted.
Dirty like
a whore after she’s turned her first trick.
I’ve been
told it gets easier the second time around.
I’d prefer
to give it away than sell my soul.
All I need
in life is a pen.
It should be noted that it was just after 2:00am and I was having trouble sleeping. The ads are a moot point now, I was denied the account. :]
I'm going to start a second blog with a little more focus. This will remain my outlet though.
love,
me
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