Bleeding Pages

  I do not fit inside your world… You do not fit in mine,

  A white flag waving on the hill… conquered every time,

  You do not have the things I want… I cannot fill your need,

  Yet still I grab my pen, my books… And on them I will bleed.



One thought on “Bleeding Pages

  1. your favorite sister

    being who i am i feel that i must caution you to make sure that the only white flag that is blowing in this suspicious wind is not yours never wave your flag unless there are no other options or it siuts you to do so


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