The bleeding pen🖊️
Voiced out in pain,
It wish it'd all end;
or never the same,
But it's cry never heard.
The bleeding pen🖊️
Needs something to aim,
Pursuit it with faith;
In the valley of the dead,
Writes life into men.
The bleeding pen🖊️
Was once made whole,
Burns fear like coal;
Now it's so cold,
Oh what a poor soul.
The bleeding pen 🖊️
What is your gain,
You don't want fame;
Is that a tear?
Dropping on a page?
The bleeding pen 🖊️
Oh what a name,
That sounds so lame;
You'll get a day,
Your tears will end.
©boaterics
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