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I wish I had more to offer in my words
I stain pages, frantically
Hoping to capture the translation from thought to written word
Losing all emotions in the process
Notebooks a once welcomed friend, now, simply proof of failure

I find myself merely having one sided conversations

What happened to the elegant dance?
Where did the romance go, the slow poetic sex

I feel like I’m masturbating with paper cuts

Created: Apr 16, 2014

Tags: poetry

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