I wrote for you.
Wasted a thousand words,
Filled up a million notes for you.

I showed you my work,
I bared what was left of me
Broke my mind penning it down,
Just to feel that hit of ecstacy.

I poured my heart out.
Cliché? I know.
I put my soul out and let it wander
The white sea of my pages.
I let it write free of judgement
Beautiful, broken, repugnant.
And once it was done
I put it back in.
Eternally caged,
until my heart broke again.

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