My words wreak of my pain and hurt,
My sorrow, sadness, disappointments...
I have lent my own heartache
And even borrowed some of yours

I have watched yesterdays wave me goodbye
And have lost todays remembering them
I have felt doors close in my face
Without others opening as promised

And through every piercing of hurt
Through my tears and my pain
I have bled my heart and soul to pages
As if words were some balm to soothe the wounds

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