I bleed

I write to escape these cold, lone nights. 

Though these words could be despised. 

Rhymes and times with these letters shed light. 

Giving me a warm sense of my existence. 

Keeping me company so I dont fall prey to addictions. 

Cutting skin deep and using it as ink.

When I write, I bleed.

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