Bliss

Words flowing freely from you pen
Hand grasping tightly, mind whirling
Your pitifully ugly, undone nails showing
But, while writing it doesnt matter
Everything is trivial while writing
Serene
Peaceful is what I feel
Loved, safe, serence
Letting out all emotions
Words weaving together gently like a carefully put together song
Writing. My sanctuary.





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