My Pages
Danielle Myre 01/10/2013
Filling pages,
Losing ink,
Flipping through,
Holding close.
Mildew comforts,
Soft and smooth,
Blood stained edges,
A place to call home.
Burning hand,
Pressure grows,
Nonstop movement,
It's worth it in the end.
Thoughts fill,
Words breathe life,
This is my creation,
And where I belong.
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