Jamie-Leigh by ~Siljae

Pen. It burns my skin, those little sun lightsPen. by ~Siljae
As my body screams for more
Hunger drags it down
To the dark earth, of soil dead and damp
Where no grass will ever go beyond the ground
To assist all of the stories being untold
Even those words feel so light, as if they are not true
As if their existence I am creating
Is pointless.
I lost my ability to hold the pen within few minutes
When I decided to abandon my feelings
And wash last traces away
Therefore there will be no resurrection
As even Phoenix needs ashes to reborn from.
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Am i missing an eyebrow?
-James.
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How Will I Ever Get out of This Labyrinth?